1 Our Lord is risen from the dead;
Our Jesus is gone up on high;
The pow'rs of hell are captive led--
Dragged to the portals of the sky.
2 There His triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay:
"Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates!
Ye everlasting doors, give way!"
3 Loose all your bars of massy light,
And wide unfold the ethereal scene;
He claims these mansions as His right:
Receive the King of glory in.
4 "Who is this King of glory,who?"
The Lord who all His foes o'ercame,
The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew;
And Jesus is the Conqu'ror’s name.
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First Line: | Our Lord has risen from the dead |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1895 |
Topic: | The Church Year: Ascension |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. Author from Index: C. Wesley |