Hymn 41

Melody
  1. Christ, above all glory seated,
    King triumphant, strong to save!
    Dying, you have death defeated;
    buried, you have spoiled the grave.
    You have gone where now is given
    what no mortal might could gain,
    on th’eternal throne of heaven,
    in your Father’s pow’r to reign.

  2. There your kingdoms all adore you,
    heav’n above and earth below;
    while the depths of hell before you,
    trembling and defeated, bow.
    We revere you, LORD and Saviour;
    we implore your grace and love.
    Hear our prayers and help us ever
    seek the things that are above.

  3. LORD, when you return in glory
    on the clouds of heav’n above,
    we your flock will stand before you,
    kept forever in your love.
    In your faithfulness confiding,
    Jesus, all shall you adore.
    On your holy throne abiding,
    you shall reign for evermore.