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Thou art gone up on high
Author: Emma Leslie Toke, 1812-1878 Hymnal: CPWI Hymnal #198 (2010) Hymnal Title: CPWI Hymnal Lyrics: 1 Thou art gone up on high,
to mansions in the skies;
and round thy throne unceasingly
the songs of praise arise;
but we are lingering here,
with sin and care oppressed;
Lord, send thy promised Comforter,
and lead us to thy rest.
2 Thou art gone up on high;
but thou didst first come down,
through earth’s most bitter misery
to pass unto thy crown;
and girt with griefs and fears
our onward course must be;
but only let this path of tears
lead us at last to thee.
3 Thou art gone up on high;
but thou shalt come again,
with all the bright ones of the sky
attendant in thy train.
Lord, by thy saving power
so make us live and die,
that we may stand in that dread hour
at thy right hand on high. Topics: Hymns for the Church Year Ascension Languages: English Tune Title: OLIVET (DYKES)
Thou art gone up on high
Thou art gone up on high
Author: Emma Toke Hymnal: Hymns of the Faith #125 (1887) Hymnal Title: Hymns of the Faith Languages: English Tune Title: OLIVET
Thou art gone up on high
Angels Your March Oppose
Hymnal: Small Church Music #7440 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Hymnal Title: Small Church Music Tune Title: OLIVET (DYKES)
Angels Your March Oppose
Thou art gone up on high
Author: E. Toke Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #127 (1920) Hymnal Title: The Church Hymnal Lyrics: 1 Thou art gone up on high
To mansions in the skies;
And round Thy throne unceasingly
The songs of praise arise:
But we are lingering here,
With sin and care opprest;
Lord, send Thy promised Comforter,
And lead us to Thy rest.
2 Thou art gone up on high;
But Thou didst first come down,
Through earth's most bitter agony,
To pass unto Thy crown;
And girt with griefs and fears
Our onward course must be;
But only let that path of tears
Lead us at last to Thee.
3 Thou art gone up on high;
But Thou shalt come again,
With all the bright ones of the sky
Attendant in Thy train.
Lord, by Thy saving power,
So make us live and die,
That we may stand, in that dread hour,
At Thy right hand on high. Topics: Lent Ascensiontide Languages: English Tune Title: OLIVET
Thou art gone up on high
Thou art gone up on high
Author: E. Toke Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #373b (1898) Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Hymnal Title: The Church Hymnal Topics: Ascensiontide; Processionals Ascensiontide Tune Title: OLIVET
Thou art gone up on high
Angels Your March Oppose
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #347 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1. Angels your march oppose,
Who still in strength excel,
Your secret, sworn, eternal foes,
Countless, invisible.
With rage that never ends
Their hellish arts they try;
Legions of dire malicious fiends,
And spirits enthroned on high.
2. On earth the usurpers reign,
Exert their baneful power,
O’er the poor fallen sons of men
They tyrannize their hour:
But shall believers fear?
But shall believers fly?
Or see the bloody cross appear,
And all their power defy?
3. Jesus’ tremendous name
Puts all our foes to flight:
Jesus, the meek, the angry Lamb,
A Lion is in fight.
By all hell’s host withstood,
We all hell’s host o’erthrow;
And conquering them, through Jesus’ blood,
We still to conquer go.
4. Our Captain leads us on;
He beckons from the skies,
And reaches out a starry crown,
And bids us take the prize:
Be faithful unto death;
Partake My victory;
And thou shalt wear this glorious wreath.
And thou shalt reign with Me. Languages: English Tune Title: OLIVET (Dykes)
Angels Your March Oppose
Thou Art Gone Up on High
Author: Emma L. Toke Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6656 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal First Line: Thou art gone up on high, to mansions in the skies Lyrics: 1. Thou art gone up on high, to mansions in the skies;
And round Thy throne unceasingly the songs of praise arise;
But we are lingering here, with sin and care oppressed;
Lord, send Thy promised Comforter, and lead us to Thy rest.
2. Thou art gone up on high; but Thou didst first come down,
Through earth’s most bitter misery to pass unto Thy crown;
And girt with griefs and fears our onward course must be;
But only let this path of tears lead us at last to Thee.
3. Thou art gone up on high; but Thou shalt come again,
With all the bright ones of the sky attendant in Thy train.
Lord, by Thy saving power so make us live and die,
That we may stand in that dread hour at Thy right hand on high. Languages: English Tune Title: OLIVET (Dykes)
Thou Art Gone Up on High
What Good Remains In Me?
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7016 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 What good remains in me?
An impotent desire,
A spark of faint sincerity,
But ready to expire:
Father, Thy Spir’t bestow,
I ask in Jesu’s name;
And thus I strengthen it, and blow
The spark into a flame.
2 Lord, to Thy cross I flee
In my extreme distress,
And take the strength laid up on Thee
To help my feebleness:
Grace unto them that faint
Thou promisest to give,
And sure as grace supplies my want,
My dying soul shall live. Languages: English Tune Title: OLIVET
What Good Remains In Me?
Lord, We Have All Forsook
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11470 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 Lord, we have all forsook
Thy dying love to know,
To bear Thy light and easy yoke,
And in Thy footsteps go;
Our pleasure, goods, and fame:
We yield what we have stored,
In pain, and poverty, and shame,
Partakers with our Lord.
2 Armed with Thy strength alone,
We still our all resign;
The lives which once we called our own,
Are not our own, but Thine:
Ready we always stand
In Thine almighty power,
To yield them up at Thy command,
And meet the fiery hour.
3 Where is the promise then,
The bliss Thou hast prepared
For us before the sons of men,
Where is our great reward?
The hundredfold increase
Of goods, and lands, and friends,
The sweet unutterable peace,
The joy that never ends!
4 Surely we are possessed
Of Thee our recompense,
Ecstasy fills our panting breast,
And pains our aching sense:
What hath the world like this!
The joy which now we know—
’Tis more than joy, or life, or bliss,
’Tis Heaven begun below.
5 Yet O! we look for more
And mightier joys above,
The fullness of Thy heavenly store,
Of Thine eternal love:
Glory shall end the strife,
And in these bodies shine;
Jesu, our everlasting life,
Our flesh shall be like Thine.
6 Changed by His mighty love,
We shall be as our Lord,
And sit upon our thrones above,
And bless His just award:
While trembling at the bar,
Devils and tyrants stand,
We shall with Him their doom declare,
And shout at His right hand.
7 Then every saint of His
Shall lean upon His breast;
The wicked there from troubling cease,
And there the weary rest:
Our sufferings all are o’er,
Our tears are wiped away,
We only love, rejoice, adore,
Through one eternal day.
8 The rivers of delight
That there our souls embrace,
The glorious beatific sight
That veils the angel’s face,
The joys ineffable
That from Thy presence flow,
The fullness here we cannot tell,
But, Lord, we die to know. Languages: English Tune Title: OLIVET
Lord, We Have All Forsook
My Gracious, Loving Lord
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11613 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 My gracious, loving Lord,
To Thee what shall I say?
Well may I tremble at Thy word,
And scarce presume to pray!
Ten thousand wants have I;
Alas! I all things want;
And Thou hast bid me always cry,
And never, never faint.
2 Yet, Lord, well might I fear,
Fear even to ask Thy grace;
So oft have I, alas! drawn near.
And mocked Thee to Thy face:
With all pollutions stained,
Thy hallowed courts I trod,
Thy name and temple I profaned,
And dared to call Thee God!
3 Nigh with my lips I drew,
My lips were all unclean;
Thee with my heart I never knew.
My heart was full of sin;
Far from the living Lord,
As far as hell from Heaven,
Thy purity I still abhorred,
Nor looked to be forgiven.
4 My nature I obeyed,
My own desires pursued;
And still a den of thieves I made
The hallowed house of God.
The worship He approves
To Him I would not pay;
My selfish ends and creature-loves
Had stole my heart away.
5 A goodly, formal saint
I long appeared in sight,
By self and Satan taught to paint
My tomb, my nature, white.
The Pharisee within
Still undisturbed remained
The strong man, armed with guilt of sin,
Safe in his palace reigned.
6 But O! the jealous God
In my behalf came down;
Jesus Himself the stronger showed.
And claimed me for His own:
My spirit He alarmed,
And brought into distress;
He shook and bound the strong man armed
In his self-righteousness.
7 Faded my virtuous show,
My form without the power;
The sin-convincing Spirit blew,
And blasted every flower:
My mouth was stopped, and shame
Covered my guilty face;
I fell on the atoning Lamb,
And I was saved by grace. Languages: English Tune Title: OLIVET
My Gracious, Loving Lord
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