174 See, the Conqueror Mounts in Triumph

1 See, the conqueror mounts in triumph; See the King in royal state, Riding on the clouds, his chariot, To his heav'nly palace gate. Hark! The choirs of angel voices Joyful alleluias sing, And the portals high are lifted To receive their heav'nly King. 2 Who is this that comes in glory With the trump of jubilee? Lord of battles, God of armies, He has gained the victory. He who on the cross did suffer, He who from the grave arose, He has vanquished sin and Satan; He by death has crushed his foes. 3 While he lifts his hands in blessing, He is parted from his friends; While their eager eyes behold him, He upon the clouds ascends. He who walked with God and pleased him, Preaching truth and doom to come, He, our Enoch, is translated To his everlasting home. 4 He has raised our human nature On the clouds to God's right hand; There we sit in heav'nly places, There with him in glory stand. Jesus reigns, adored by angels; Man with God is on the throne. By our mighty Lord's ascension We by faith behold our own.