249 ST. ASAPH 8.7.8.7.D. 4 William S. Bambridge, 1872 1 See, the Conqueror mounts in triumph; See the King in royal state, 04 Riding on the clouds, His chariot, To His heaven-ly pal - ace gate: Hark! the chos of an gel voi - ces Joy - ful Alle lu - ias sing, And the portals high are lifted To re-ceive their heaven-ly King. A-MEN. (See also DAILY, DAILY, No. 642) 2 Who is this that comes in glory, With the trump of jubilee? Lord of battles, God of armies, He has gained the victory; He who on the cross did suffer, He who from the grave arose, He has vanquished sin and Satan, He by death has spoiled His foes. 3 Thou hast raised our human nature In the clouds to God's right hand; There we sit in heavenly places, There with Thee in glory stand: Jesus reigns, adored by angels, Man with God is on the throne; Mighty Lord, in Thine ascension We by faith behold our own. Bishop Christopher Wordsworth, 1862 6 Lord, though parted from our sight Rev. Charles Wesley, 1739: verse 1, line 2; verse 2, line 1; verse 6, line 1, alt. High in heaven, where eye of men Follows not, nor an - gel's ken; Through the veils of time and space, Passed in - to the Holiest Place; All the toil, the sorrow done, All the battle fought and won. 2 He is gone: towards their goal 3 He is gone; but we once more 昌 A-MEN. In the many mansions there, 4 He is gone; but, not in vain, Rey. Arthur P. Stanley, c. 1859 (Text of 1870) |