Come, let us join our songs of praise
To our ascended Priest!
He entered heaven with all our names
Engraven on His breast.

Below He purged our guilt away,
By His atoning blood:
Now He appears before the throne,
And pleads our cause with God.

Still Son of Man above, He knows
The weakness of our frame,
And how to shield us from the foes
Whom He Himself overcame.

Nor time, nor distance, o’er shall quench
The fervor of His love:
For us he died, our Ransom here-
For us He lives above.