On Olivet a little band Around their risen Master stand: And after charge and blessing giv'n, He passeth from them into Heav'n. Wistful their eyes, but angels twain Cheer them with glorious words: ?Again One day shall Jesus even so Return, as ye have seen Him go.? Till then in Heav'n He doth remain, True God, at God's right hand to reign, True Man, at human woes to grieve, True God, almighty to relieve. For every soul in every need He ever lives to intercede, Presenting there within the veil A sacrifice that cannot fail. Our heav'nly great high priest He stands: By pierc?d feet, and pierc?d hands, By bleeding brow and 'riven side, He lives to plead for whom He died! Whom have we, Lord, in Heav'n but Thee? Like ships safe moored on stormy sea Our souls in peril, with Thee there Find anchorage of hope and prayer. Set loose from earth, and evermore Fast bound to that eternal shore, So all our life and love shall be, Ascended Master, hid with Thee!