Going up

A poem

Going up!

We saw him go, obscured by clouds,
Back home to sit on heaven’s throne
Before he went he told us, “Wait,
“I will not leave you here alone.”

Going up!

So sit we here, with upward gaze
and contemplating Heaven’s glory.
Ans what he did in three short years
the scintillating Heaven’s story.

Going up!

This man this Jesus, God come down
to earth, the love of God poured down
by taking on himself our sin,
our hate, our burdens wins God’s crown.

Going up!

He died the sacrifice for all
but God, in triumph, raised him up
Our sin our hate and burdens killed
in Jesus we too are raised up

Going up!

We saw him go, obscured by clouds,
Back home to sit on heaven’s throne
Before he went he told us, “Wait,
“I will not leave you here alone.”

Going up!