Canon for Ascension Day. Ode IV.
ODE IV.
by S. Joseph of the Studium
Ἰησοῦς ὁ ζωοδότης.
J esus, Lord of Life Eternal,
Taking those He lov’d the best,
Stood upon the Mount of Olives,
And His Own the last time blest:
Then, though He had never left it,
Sought again his Father's breast.
K nit is now our flesh to Godhead,
Knit in everlasting bands:
Call the world to highest festal:
Floods and oceans, clap your hands:
Angels, raise the song of triumph!
Make response, ye distant lands
L oosing Death with all its terrors
Thou ascended’st up on high;
And to mortals, now Immortal,
Gavest immortality:
As Thine own Disciples saw Thee
Mounting victor to the sky
Catavasía.
M onarch of monarchs, Sole of Sole, to Thee,
Word, Glorious in Thy Father's Majesty,
And sending Thy co-equal Spirit bright
To teach, to comfort, and to guide aright,
Thine own Apostles sang: All glory to Thy might!