1 See the Conqueror mounts in triumph;
See the King in royal state
Riding on the clouds, His chariot,
To His heav'nly palace gate!
Hark! the choirs of angel voices
Joyful alleluias sing,
And the portals high are lifted
To receive their heav'nly King.

2 Who is this that comes in glory,
With the trump of jubilee?
Lord of battles, God of armies,
He hath gained the victory;
He who on the cross did suffer,
He who from the grave arose,
He has vanquish'd sin and Satan;
He by death has spoil'd His foes.

3 While He raised His hands in blessing,
He was parted from His friends,
While their eager eyes behold Him,
He upon the clouds ascends,
He who walk'd with God and pleased Him,
Preaching truth and doom to come,
He, our Enoch, is translated,
To His everlasting home.

4 Thou hast raised our human nature
On the clouds to God's right hand;
There we sit in heav'nly places,
There with Thee in glory stand.
Jesus reigns, adored by angels,
Man with God is on the throne;
Mighty Lord, in Thine ascension
We by faith behold our own.