Golden harps are sounding,
Angel voices ring,
Pearly gates are opened —
Opened for the King;
Christ, the King of Glory,
Jesus, King of Love,
Is gone up in triumph
To His throne above.
All His work is ended, joyfully we sing:
Jesus hath ascended — Glory to our King
He who came to save us,
He who bled and died,
Now is crowned with glory
At His Father's side:
Nevermore to suffer,
Nevermore to die,
Jesus, King of Glory,
Is gone up on high.
All His work is ended, joyfully we sing:
Jesus hath ascended — Glory to our King
Praying for His children
In that blessed place,
Calling them to glory,
Sending them His grace;
His bright home preparing,
Little ones, for you,
Jesus ever liveth,
Ever loveth too.
All His work is ended, joyfully we sing:
Jesus hath ascended — Glory to our King