The Hymnal

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249 ST. ASAPH 8.7.8.7.D.

William S. Bambridge, 1872

1 See, the Conqueror mounts in tri - umph; See the King in

Riding on the clouds, His chariot, To His heaven-ly

Hark! the choirs of an - gel voi - ces

Joy - ful

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royal state,

palace gate:

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6 Lord, though parted from our sight
High above yon azure height,

Grant our hearts may thither rise,
Following Thee beyond the skies.

Rev. Charles Wesley, 1739: verse 1, line 2; verse 2, line 1; verse 6, line 1, alt.

Sir Arthur Sullivan, 1874

a cloud of light Has received Him from our sight;

All the toil, the sor row done, All the battle fought and won.

A-MEN.

2 He is gone: towards their goal
World and Church must onward roll;
Far behind we leave the past,
Forward are our glances cast;
Still His words before us range
Through the ages as they change;
Wheresoe'er the truth shall lead,
He will give whate'er we need.

3 He is gone; but we once more
Shall behold Him as before,
In the heaven of heavens the same
As on earth He went and came.

In the many mansions there,
Place for us He will prepare;
In that world unseen, unknown,
He and we may yet be one.

4 He is gone; but, not in vain,
Wait until He comes again.
He is risen, He is not here,
Far above this earthly sphere;
Evermore in heart and mind
There our peace in Him we find:
To our own Eternal Friend,
Thitherward let us ascend.

Rev. Arthur P. Stanley, c. 1859 (Text of 1870)

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