Thought
Torches banners, processions, feasts
For joyous saviour conquered death
And every threat of man and beasts
Overwhelmed by rising spirit breath.
From olive mount to heights ascend
Look up to opening clouds of heaven.
Every fault and stain will He amend.
His love will rule, and cruelties end.
So, raise up high thoughts and mind.
To noblest highest heights to reach
Beyond the scope of valleys blind
Where mind returns along with speech
Prayer
O Lord, you showed me how to conquer disappointment, pain, and death and by your ascension lead my mind to realms sublime. May my mood always be in an elevated state in your joyful company.
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