1 Hail the day that sees Him rise,
To His throne above the skies!
Christ, the Lamb for sinners given,
Re-ascends His native heaven.

2 There the glorious triumph waits:
Lift your heads, eternal gates;
He hath conquered death and sin;
Take the King of glory in!

3 Him though highest heaven receives,
Still He loves the earth He leaves;
Though returning to His throne,
Still He calls mankind 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 His death He pleads;
Prevalent, He intercedes;
Near Himself prepares our place,
Harbinger of human race.

6 There we shall with Thee remain
Partners of Thy endless reign;
There Thy face unclouded see,
Find our heaven of heavens in Thee.