O Lord Most High, eternal King,
by Thee redeemed, Thy praise we sing:
the bonds of death are burst by Thee,
and grace has won the victory.
Ascending to the Father’s throne,
Thou claim’st the kingdom as Thine own:
Thy days of mortal weakness o’er,
all power is Thine for evermore.
[To Thee the whole creation now
shall in its threefold order bow,
of things on earth, and things on high,
and things that underneath us lie.]
In awe and wonder, angels see
how changed is man’s estate by Thee;
how Flesh makes pure, as flesh did stain,
and Thou, True God, in Flesh dost reign.
[Be Thou our Joy, O Mighty Lord,
as Thou wilt be our great Reward:
let all our glory be in Thee,
both now and through eternity.]
All praise from every heart and tongue
to Thee, ascended Lord, be sung;
all praise to God the Father be,
and Holy Ghost, eternally.
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