1 Hail the day that sees him rise
to his throne above the skies!
Christ, the Lamb for sinners giv'n,
reascends his native heav'n.

2 There the glorious triumph waits;
lift your heads, eternal gates!
He has conquered death and sin;
take the King of glory in!

3 See, the heav'n its Lord receives,
yet he loves the earth he leaves;
though returning to his throne,
still he calls the world his own.

4 See, he lifts his hands above;
see, he shows the prints of love.
Hark! His gracious lips bestow
blessings on his Church below.

5 Still for us he intercedes,
his atoning death he pleads.
He, the first of all our race,
near himself prepares a place.

6 There we shall with him remain,
partners in his endless reign,
there his face unclouded see,
live with him eternally.