Ascension day

TO GOD, with heart and cheerefull voyce,
A Triumph-Song we sing;
And with true thankefull hearts reioyce,
In our Almighty King;
Yea, to his glory we record,
(Who were but dust and clay)
What honour he did vs afford,
On his Ascending day.

The Humane Nature, which of late,
Beneath the Angels was;
Now raised from that meaner state,
Aboue them hath a place.
And at mans feet all Creatures bowe,
Which through the whole world be;
For, at GODS right-hand throaned now,
In glory sitteth He.

Our LORD, and Brother, who hath on
Such flesh, as this we weare;
Before vs vnto heauen is gone,
To get vs places there:
Captiuity was captiu'd then,
And he doth from aboue
Send ghostly presents downe to men,
For tokens of his loue.

Each Dore and euerlasting Gate,
To him hath lifted bin;
And in a glorious wise thereat,
Our King is entred in.
Whom if to follow we regard,
With ease we safely may;
For he hath all the meanes prepar'd,
And made an open way.

Then follow, follow on a pace,
And let vs not forgoe
Our Captaine, till we winne the place,
That hee hath scalde vnto:
And for his honour, let our voyce
A shoute so hearty make,
The Heau'ns may at our mirth reioyce,
And Earth, and Hell may shake.