GOLDEN harps are sounding, Angel voices ring, Pearly gates are opened -- Opened for the King; Christ, the King of Glory, Jesus, King of Love, Is gone up in triumph To His throne above. All His work is ended, Joyfully we sing, Jesus hath ascended! Glory to our King! He who came to save us, He who bled and died, Now is crowned with glory At His Father's side. Never more to suffer, Never more to die: Jesus, King of Glory, Is gone up on high. All His work is ended, Joyfully we sing, Jesus hath ascended! Glory to our King! Praying for His children In that blessed place, Calling them to glory, Sending them His grace; His bright home preparing, Faithful ones, for you; Jesus ever liveth, Ever loveth too. All His work is ended, Joyfully we sing, Jesus hath ascended! Glory to our King! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MOTLEY: THE GHOST by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE ODE [ON THE POETS] by JOHN KEATS OZYMANDIAS by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY IN THE WHITE LAND by KONSTANTIN DMITRIYEVICH BALMONT THE UNKNOWN SOLDIER by WITTER BYNNER MY DREAM OF DREAMS by ALICE CARY |