Of bidden access, his latest presence caught:

By angel forms supported, who in song,

Not unperceived, and choral symphony,

Through Heaven’s wide empyrean loud rejoiced.

Thomas Hughes.

Now, O my soul,

On the blest summit light a holy flame!

From the last foot-print of the Prince of Peace,

The conqueror of death, let incense rise,

And enter Heaven with thine ascending Lord!