SEE, THE CONQUEROR MOUNTS IN TRIUMPH

"When You ascended on high, You led captives in your train." Psalms 68:18

Words: Christopher Wordsworth, 1862, alt.
Music: "Rustington," Charles Hubert Hastings Parry, 1897.

See, the Conqueror mounts in triumph; see the King in royal state,
Riding on the clouds, His chariot, to His heavenly palace gate.
Hark! the choirs of angel voices joyful alleluias sing,
And the portals high are lifted to receive their heavenly King.

Who is this that comes in glory, with the trump of jubilee?
Lord of battles, God of armies, He has gained the victory.
He Who on the cross did suffer, He Who from the grave arose,
He has vanquished sin and Satan, He by death has spoiled His foes.

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 walked with God and pleased Him, preaching truth and doom to
come,
He, our Enoch, is translated to His everlasting home.

Now our heavenly Aaron enters, with His blood, within the veil;
Joshua now is come to Canaan, and the kings before Him quail;
Now He plants the tribes of Israel in their promised resting place;
Now our great Elijah offers double portion of His grace.

You have raised our human nature in the clouds to God's right hand;
There we sit in heavenly places, there with You in glory stand:
Jesus reigns, adored by angels, man with God is on the throne;
Mighty Lord, in your ascension we by faith behold our own.