Ascend Your throne, O Righteous One,
An altar made not out of stone,
That not by hand or skill or trade
But of eternity is made.

And vain the hand that dares to raise
Against this throne of ancient days
A stone or sword of falsity:
Your truth stands through eternity.

And on our altars, Lord most blest,
Take up in majesty Your rest.
Accept the simple gifts we raise;
Accept our faithfulness and praise.

Give us Your life to drink and eat.
Take up, take up Your mercy-seat!
Ascend Your throne, eternal Son,
And lift Your people to their home.

Text: Kathleen Pluth
Copyright © 2005 CanticaNOVA Publications. Duplication restricted.

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