Hymns - The Savior When to Heaven He Rose - Текст песни

The Saviour, when to heaven he rose,
In splendid triumph o'er his foes,
Scattered his gifts on men below,
And wide his royal bounties flow.

Hence sprung the Apostles' honoured name;
Sacred beyond heroic fame;
In lowlier forms, to bless our eyes,
Pastors from hence, and teachers rise.

From Christ their varied gifts derive,
And, fed by Christ, their graces live;
While, guarded by his mighty hand,
Midst all the rage of hell they stand.

So shall the bright succession run
Through the last courses of the sun;
While unborn churches by their care
Shall rise and flourish large and fair.

Jesus our Lord their hearts shall know -
The Spring whence all these blessings flow;
Pastors and people shout his praise
Through all the round of endless days.
Amen.