Adorable Redeemer
You who was lifted up on a cross
are ascended to highest heaven.
You, who as Man of sorrows was crowned with thorns,
are now as Lord of life wreathed with glory.
Once, no shame more deep than yours,
no agony more bitter, no death more cruel.
Now, no exaltation more high,
no life more glorious, no advocate more effective.

 

What more could be done than you have done!
Your death is our life,
Your resurrection our peace,
Your ascension our hope,
Your prayers our comfort.


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