CHRIST ascending to his Father and GOD, and ours. John xx. 17

In Raptures let our Hearts ascend Our heav'nly Seats to view, And grateful trace that shining Path, Our rising Saviour drew.

"Up to my Father, and my GOD, "I go; (the Conqu'ror cries) "Up to your Father, and your GOD, "My Brethren, lift your Eyes".

And doth the Lord of Glory call Such Worms his Brethren dear? And doth he point to Heav'n's high Throne, And shew our Father there?

And doth he teach my sinful Lips That tuneful Sound, my GOD? And breathe his Spirit on my Heart To shed his Grace abroad?

O World, produce a Good like this, And thou shalt have my Love; Till then, my Father claims it all, And Christ, who dwells above.

Dear Jesus, call this willing Soul, That struggles with its Clay; And fain would leave this weary Load To wing its airy Way.