He Ascended Into Heaven In White Clad

With His arms wide open and His head bowed low He prayed to His Father, without making a show Two thieves at His side, one repented one not Savior of this world, gave it all He got They placed Him in a tomb and rolled up the stone all that was left of Him was flesh and bone "Mary, why do you cry? " He softly asked her she saw Him in full view & her heart began to stir He left His body and flew through the sky unrestrained, for He refused to die Yes He rose from the dead and for that we are glad, barefooted He ascended into heaven, in white clad.