Know ye the Lord hath borne away Your Master from your head today? Yea, we know it; yet we raise Joyous strains of hope and praise! He is gone, but not before All His earthly work is o'er. Alleluia! Know ye the Lord hath borne away Your Master from your head today? Yea, we know it; stand afar; Mark His bright triumphal car, Mighty end of mighty deeds, Clouds His chariot, winds His steeds! Alleluia! Know ye the Lord hath borne away Your Master from your head today? Yea, we know it; ere He left, Jordan's stream in twain was cleft; With that glorious act in view, We shall one day cleave it, too! Alleluia! Know ye the Lord hath borne away Your Master from your head today? Yea, we know it; wondrous love Bids Him seek His Home above; He hath said 'tis better so; See His mantle dropped below! Alleluia! Know ye the Lord hath borne away Your Master from your head today? Yea, we know it; lo! we trace Plenteous portions of His grace, Sent to all whose hearts can soar Whither He has gone before. Alleluia! Know ye the Lord hath borne away Your Master from your head today? Yea, we know it; search would fail, If ye passed through mount and vale; Earth contains Him not, though wide; Seek Him at His Father's side! Alleluia!