

Hymns of the Eastern Church, by J.M. Neale, [1884], at sacred-texts.com
Canon for Ascension Day
by S. Joseph of the Studium
ῥανάτωσαν ἠμῖν ἄνωθεν,
R   ain down, ye heav'ns, eternal bliss!
       The Cherub-cloud to-day
     Bears Jesus where His Father is,
       Along the starry way!
S   under’d of old were Heaven and Earth:
       But Thou, Incarnate King!
     Hast made them one by that Thy Birth,
       And this Thy triumphing.
'T   hy victor-raiment, wherefore red?
       What mean the marks of pain
     That print Thy form?'—the Angels said,
       The ascending Monarch's train.
Catavasía.
V   ery Oblation, by the scourges torn!
     Nailed to the bitter Cross, O Virgin-born!
     As once the Prophet from the monster's maw,
     So now Thy love, accomplishing the Law,
     Adam from utter death to perfect Life would draw.
Oicos.
τὰ τῆς γῆς ἐπὶ τῆς γῆς.
V   anities earthly in earth will we lay,
     Ashes with ashes, the dust with the clay:
     Lift up the heart, and the eye, and the love,
     Lift up thyself, to the regions above:
     Since the Immortal hath entered of late,
     Mortals may pass at the heavenly gate.
    Stand we on Olivet: mark Him ascend,
     Whose is the glory and might without end;
     There, with His own ones, the Giver of Good
     Blessing them once more, a little while stood.
     "Nothing can part us,—nor distance, nor foes,
     Lo! I am for you, and who can oppose?"