713. Our Lord is Risen from the Dead

1 Our Lord is risen from the dead!
Our Jesus is gone up on high;
The powers of hell are captive led,
Dragg’d to the portals of the sky.
There His triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay;
“Lift up your heads, you heavenly gates,”
Ye everlasting doors, give way.

2 A radiant cloud is now Thy seat,
And earth lies stretch’d beneath Thy feet;
Ten thousand thousands round Thee sing,
And share the triumph of their King.
The angel host enraptured waits:
“Lift up your heads, eternal gates!”
O God and Man! The Father’s throne
Is now for evermore Thine own.

3 Our Great High-Priest and Shepherd, Thou
Within the veil art entered now,
To offer there Thy precious blood
Once pour’d on earth , a cleansing flood.
And thence the Church, Thy chosen bride,
With countless gifts of grace supplied,
Thro’ all her members draws from Thee
Her hidden life of sanctity.

Text Information
First Line: Our Lord is risen from the dead
Title: Our Lord is Risen from the Dead
Author: Charles Wesley
Meter: L. M. D.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1901
Topic: Christ: Resurrection of
Tune Information
Name: TRIUMPHANT
Composer: R. Menthal
Meter: L. M. D.



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