Come, let us rise with Christ our head
And seek the things above,
By the al­migh­ty Spir­it led
And filled with faith and love;
Our hearts de­tached from all below
Should af­ter Him as­cend,
And on­ly wish the joy to know
Of our tri­um­phant friend.

Enthroned at God’s right hand He sits,
Maintainer of our cause,
Till every van­quished foe sub­mits
To His vic­to­ri­ous cross;
Worthy to be ex­alt­ed thus,
The Lamb for sin­ners slain,
The Lord our king, who reigns for us,
And shall for­ev­er reign.

To Him our will­ing hearts we give
Who gives us pow­er and peace,
And dead to sin, His mem­bers live
The life of right­eous­ness;
The hid­den life of Christ is ours
With Christ con­cealed above,
And tast­ing the ce­les­ti­al pow­ers,
We ban­quet on His love.