1 Hail the day that sees him rise Alleluia!
To his throne above the skies; Alleluia!
Christ, awhile to mortals giv'n, Alleluia!
Reascends his native heav'n! Alleluia!

2 There for him high triumph waits; Alleluia!
Lift your heads, eternal gates; Alleluia!
He has conquered death and sin; Alleluia!
Take the King of glory in. Alleluia!

3 Highest heav'n its Lord receives, Alleluia!
Yet he loves the earth he leaves: Alleluia!
Though returning to his throne, Alleluia!
Still he calls the world his own. Alleluia!

4 See, he lifts his hands above. Alleluia!
See, he shows the prints of love. Alleluia!
Hark, his gracious lips bestow, Alleluia!
Blessings on his church below. Alleluia!

5 Still for us he intercedes, Alleluia!
His prevailing death he pleads, Alleluia!
Near himself prepares our place, Alleluia!
He the first fruits of our race. Alleluia!

6 There we shall with him remain, Alleluia!
Partners of his endless reign; Alleluia!
There his face unclouded see, Alleluia!
Live with him eternally. Alleluia!