Lo, God to Heaven Ascendeth
Gottfried W. Sacer, 1661, tr. by Frances E. Cox, 1841; German text
|Lo, God to heaven ascendeth!|
Throughout its regions vast
With shouts triumphant blendeth
The trumpet's thrilling blast:
Sing praise to Christ the Lord;
Sing praise with exultation,
King of each heathen nation,
The God of hosts adored!
2. With joy is heaven resounding
3. From cross to throne ascending,
|4. Our place He is preparing;|
To heaven we, too, shall rise,
With Him His glory sharing,
Be where our Treasure lies.
Bestir thyself, my soul!
Where Jesus Christ has entered,
There let thy hope be centered;
Press onward toward the goal.
5. Let all our thoughts be winging
6. Farewell with all thy treasures,
|7. When on our vision dawning,|
Will break the wished-for hour
Of that all-glorious morning
When Christ shall come with power?
Oh, come, thou welcome day,
When we, our Savior meeting,
His second advent greeting,
Shall hail the Heaven-sent ray.