John 20:17: Jesus saith unto her, Touch Me not, &c

While Thine earthly course was ending,
Thee the Son of God and man,
To Thy Father's arms ascending
Alary might not here detain:
In Thy state of exaltation
Now to sense no longer known.
Glorious God of our salvation,
Hail on Thy eternal throne!

Thee the theme of all their praises,
High extoll'd above all height
Seraphs see, and veil their faces.
Sinking in a flood of light:
Yet Thy ransom'd worms approach Thee,
See Thy smiling face and live,
Still by humble faith we touch Thee,
Thee into our hearts receive.

Faith effects the wondrous union,
Faith unfolds the mystery,
Sweetest spiritual communion,
Son of man, we have with Thee;
Faith its gracious Lord embraces,
Still by faith we clasp Thy feet,
Sit with Thee in heavenly places,
At Thy side for ever sit.