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<h2>SEE, THE CONQUEROR MOUNTS IN TRIUMPH</h2>
<p align="center"><h3>&#8220;When You ascended on high, You led captives in your train.&#8221; Psalm 68:18</h3></p>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_o_wordsworth_c.html" target="_blank">Christopher Wordsworth</a>, <em>Holy Year</em>, 1862, alt.
<p><em>Music:</em> &#8220;Rustington,&#8221; <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_p_a_parry_chh.html" target="_blank">Charles Hubert Hastings Parry</a>, 1897 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_r_rustingt.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>See, the Conqueror mounts in triumph; see the King in royal state,<br>
Riding on the clouds, His chariot, to His heavenly palace gate.<br>
Hark! the choirs of angel voices joyful alleluias sing,<br>
And the portals high are lifted to receive their heavenly King.</p>
<p>Who is this that comes in glory, with the trump of jubilee?<br>
Lord of battles, God of armies, He has gained the victory.<br>
He Who on the cross did suffer, He Who from the grave arose,<br>
He has vanquished sin and Satan, He by death has spoiled His foes.</p>
<p>You have raised our human nature in the clouds to God&#8217;s right hand;<br>
There we sit in heavenly places, there with You in glory stand:<br>
Jesus reigns, adored by angels, man with God is on the throne;<br>
Mighty Lord, in your ascension we by faith behold our own.
<p>While He raised His hands in blessing, He was parted from His friends<br>
While their eager eyes behold Him, He upon the clouds ascends;<br>
He Who walked with God and pleased Him, preaching truth and doom to come,<br>
He, our Enoch, is translated to His everlasting home.</p>
<p>Now our heavenly Aaron enters, with His blood, within the veil;<br>
Joshua now is come to Canaan, and the kings before Him quail;<br>
Now He plants the tribes of Israel in their promised resting place;<br>
Now our great Elijah offers double portion of His grace.</p>
<p>Holy Ghost, llluminator, shed Thy beams upon our eyes,<br>
Help us to look up with Stephen, and to see beyond the skies,<br>
Where the Son of Man in glory standing is at God&#8217;s right hand,<br>
Beckoning on His martyr army, succoring His faithful band.</p>
<p>See Him, Who is gone before us, heavenly mansions to prepare,<br>
See Him, who is ever pleading for us with prevailing prayer,<br>
See Him, Who with sound of trumpet, and with His angelic train,<br>
Summoning the world to judgment, on the clouds will come again.</p>
<p>Glory be to God the Father, glory be to God the Son,<br>
Dying, risen, ascending for us, Who the heavenly realm has won;<br>
Glory to the Holy Spirit, to one God in persons Three;<br>
Glory both in earth and heaven, glory, endless glory, be.</p>
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