Ascension

We stand with Jesus, this holy day

When he ascended to the skies to stay

He now is seated, at God’s right hand

From there he rules o’er all the land

At his ascension

We worship him

Up to the skies we gaze,

What fear we feel within.

How will we manage

To carry on

When Christ our blessed Lord and Savior,

Is gone?

Our eyes are fastened, upon the cloud

How Jesus vanishes on high, without a sound.

Our eyes, fixated, upon the sky

Not knowing what has really happened, or why.

At his ascension

We worship him

Up to the skies we gaze

What fear we feel within.

How will we manage

To carry on

When Christ our blessed Lord and Savior,

Is gone?

For though he’s vanished, Into the sky

When Him we need, We pray to him on high.

Now, thus descending, from yonder hill

Our hearts are filled, and joyous still!

And thus we worship, and follow Him

His love and peace we feel within.

The Holy Spirit, to us will come

And bring us comfort, peace, and love.

At his ascension

We worship him

Up to the skies we gaze

What fear we feel within.

How will we manage

To carry on

When Christ our blessed Lord and Savior,

Is gone?