VVho on the Water Walk’t, now Climbs the Air;
And without Dying, thus He goes to Heaven
Although His Habitation now be there,
Yet we on Earth are not of Him bereaven.
He’s like those Lights which in the Skies appear,
Though there His Body be, His Raies are here.
Now He’s Ascended up on high, lo, He
Gives us His Hand that we may get up too
By Him our Strength, we VValk, our Light, we see
He makes us Able, Shews us vvhat to Do.
To Heaven Hee’s gone for us there to Provide,
Blest they whose GOD’s their Harbinger, and Guide.
Look up, My Soul, (and with blest STEPHEN) See
Thy JESUS Standing on th’ right hand of God.
And then think Earth too meane a Place for thee,
VVhom He Redeem’d with his most pretious Blood.
Sweet JESU, Thou vvast pleas’d to Buy me, Come,
(I’m not the World’s but Thine) and Fetch Me Home.
(Edmund Elys)
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