1 Lord, when thou didst ascend on high,
Ten Thousand Angels fill'd the Sky;
Those heav'nly Guards around Thee wait,
Like Chariots that attend thy State.
2 Not Sinai's Mountain could appear
More glorious when the Lord was there;
While he pronounc'd his dreadful Law,
And struck the chosen Tribes with Awe.
3 How bright the Triumph none can tell,
When the rebellious Pow'rs of Hell,
That Thousand Souls had Captive made,
Were all in Chains like Captives led.
4 Rais'd by his Father to the Throne,
He sent the promis'd Spirit down,
With Gifts and Grace for Rebel-Men,
That GOD might dwell on Earth again.
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First Line: | Lord, when thou didst ascend on high |
Title: | Christ's Ascension, and the Gift of the Spirit |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1740 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Ascension of Christ; God: great and good; God: his power and majesty(4 more...) |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |