Ascension Day

Ascended now to take your ordained place
as Mediatorial King and Gladiatorial Priest
Sender of comfort, Champion of Grace
Sovereign over tribes, nations, and race
Guarantor of the promised Warrior feast

We honor thy Ascension in full throated song
We sing of thy mercy, that protects and defends
We hallow thy prayer life that keeps your host strong
Thus, secure is our future with the worshiping throng
All hail thee Ascended One, thy praise never ends

We pray thee, now, our Ascended King
Conquer thy enemies and crush their false gods
Teach them repentance or give them thy rod
Build up thy household so all men might bring
The glory, and honor, due our Warrior King

Author: jetbrane

I am a Pastor of a small Church in Mid-Michigan who delights in my family, my congregation and my calling. I am postmillennial in my eschatology. Paedo-Calvinist Covenantal in my Christianity Reformed in my Soteriology Presuppositional in my apologetics Familialist in my family theology Agrarian in my regional community social order belief Christianity creates culture and so Christendom in my national social order belief Mythic-Poetic / Grammatical Historical in my Hermeneutic Pre-modern, Medieval, & Feudal before Enlightenment, modernity, & postmodern Reconstructionist / Theonomic in my Worldview One part paleo-conservative / one part micro Libertarian in my politics Systematic and Biblical theology need one another but Systematics has pride of place Some of my favorite authors, Augustine, Turretin, Calvin, Tolkien, Chesterton, Nock, Tozer, Dabney, Bavinck, Wodehouse, Rushdoony, Bahnsen, Schaeffer, C. Van Til, H. Van Til, G. H. Clark, C. Dawson, H. Berman, R. Nash, C. G. Singer, R. Kipling, G. North, J. Edwards, S. Foote, F. Hayek, O. Guiness, J. Witte, M. Rothbard, Clyde Wilson, Mencken, Lasch, Postman, Gatto, T. Boston, Thomas Brooks, Terry Brooks, C. Hodge, J. Calhoun, Llyod-Jones, T. Sowell, A. McClaren, M. Muggeridge, C. F. H. Henry, F. Swarz, M. Henry, G. Marten, P. Schaff, T. S. Elliott, K. Van Hoozer, K. Gentry, etc. My passion is to write in such a way that the Lord Christ might be pleased. It is my hope that people will be challenged to reconsider what are considered the givens of the current culture. Your biggest help to me dear reader will be to often remind me that God is Sovereign and that all that is, is because it pleases him.

9 thoughts on “Ascension Day”

  1. Here’s one I wrote yesterday. http://anotherreadersreview.blogspot.com/2015/05/updated-hymnology-1-be-not-far-off-for.html

    The words of Scripture have long provided comfort for the Church militant. Sometimes it is hard for the Church to see how God’s Word speaks to all ages of her life, and so I’m inclined to offer some explicit applications of metrical psalms which have contemporary significance. I don’t claim that my applications are exhaustive, or even the most acute or penetrating. I claim only relevance, and I beg for a measure of sympathy in such lamentations. (n.b. – my words are italicized, while the original hymn is not).

    Be not far off, for grief is near, and none to help is found;
    For bulls of Bashan in their strength now circle me around.
    Their lion jaws they open wide, and roar to tear their prey.
    My heart is wax, my bones unknit, my life is poured away.

    Stay not Thy might, to offer help, while a few brave souls still stand,
    For Sodom’s dogs our blood have smelled and gather as a band.
    From foaming jaws they spit forth lies, and bark to back us down.
    Our hearts like wax melt in our pride, our zeal nowhere is found.

    My strength is only broken clay; my mouth and tongue are dry,
    For in the very dust of death You there make me to lie.
    For see how dogs encircle me! On every side there stands
    A brotherhood of cruelty; they pierce my feet and hands.

    Our words are mealy-mouthéd spoke, their edge is blunted steel,
    To idols we have bowed our heads, as slaves we’ve dropped to kneel.
    O see the beds in which we lie, filthy adulteries!
    Cleanse out Thy temple, O my God! Give ear unto my pleas!

    My bones are plain for me to count; men see me and they stare.
    My clothers among them they divide, and gamble for their share.
    Now hurry, O my Strength, to help! Do not be far, O Lord!
    But snatch my soul from raging dogs, and spare me from the sword.

    Our numbers dwindle in their midst; they plunder all our shares.
    Vain comforts in the goods of earth; we’re taken unawares.
    Now hurry, O my Strength, to help! Do not be far, O Lord!

    But snatch our souls from Sodom’s sons, and spare us from their sword.

      1. Keep the fire burnin’
        Let it keep us warm
        The world will keep on turnin’
        offerin’ its con
        Let us not stop learnin’
        We can help one another be strong
        Let us never lose our yearnin’
        To keep the fire burnin’ all night long

        REO Speedwagon 😉

  2. Thank Pastor Bret. Here’s something I wrote on the topic of ascension a few months ago:

    Lifted up

    Rebuking the eleven
    For yet their unbelief,
    Ascending into heaven,
    He left His own beneath.

    His coming in the air
    Reversed for all to see.
    Gazing up they stared
    While taken up was He.

    Beside His Father there,
    He functions as our priest,
    Presents us reconciled,
    And from the curse released.

    Now from above He reigns,
    The lamb upon his throne,
    His footstool earth remains,
    His kingdom is our home.

    Each witness now is sent,
    With Holy Spirit charge,
    His Word we represent,
    Into the world at large.

    His own are spirit filled,
    And lifted up as well,
    Beneath we do His will,
    His Word we go and tell.

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