God is gone up with a triumphant shout
The Lord with sounding Trumpets melodies
Sing Praise, Sing praises out
Unto our King sing praise seraphic wise
Lift up your Heads ye lasting Doors, they sing..
And let the King of Glory enter in.
Me thinks I see Heaven's sparkling courtiers fly
In flakes of Glory down him to attend
And hear Heart-cramping notes of Melody
Surround his Chariot as it did ascend
Mixing their music making every string
More to enravish as they this tune sing.
