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Joseph of the Studium

photeine de, phos.

Catavasia.

Wafting Him up on high,

The glorious cloud receives

The LORD of Immortality,

And earth the Victor leaves:

The Heavenly People raise the strain,

The Apostles pour the hymn again; --

GOD of our Fathers, Thou art blest

Ye faithful, tell your joys!

All hearts with gladness bound!

GOD is gone up with a merry noise, --

The LORD with the trumpet's sound!

To Him we cry, by woes once tried,

Now glorious at the FATHER's side, --

GOD of our Fathers, Thou art blest!

Zealous for GOD of yore,

With zeal still Moses burns:

"Come, Heavenly Spirits, and adore

The Victor Who returns;

Rise, Angel legions, rise and sing

The ancient hymn to greet the King, --

GOD of our Fathers, Thou art blest!"

Joined with the trumpet-peal, the din and shout,

Cornet flute, sackbut, dulcimer rang out,

And bade adore the golden deity:

The SPIRIT's gentler voice gives praise to Thee,

O co-eternal One -- O consubstantial Three!