Verse 1
Glory to God on high!
The God whom Saints adore
Hath caught our Partner to the sky,
And sorrow is no more;
The long, dark hour is past,
And lo, to sight restor’d,
She gains the dazling prize at last
And SEES her smiling Lord!

Verse 2
To Thee, O Christ, to Thee
Subject of all our songs,
Giver of life and victory
The grateful praise belongs:
With those that never die
The Church inthron’d above
Poor worms of earth, we magnify
Thy dear, redeeming love.

Verse 3
On us the grace be shown,
Which sav’d our happy friend,
Saviour, and Lover of thine own,
O love us to the end;
Let us thy gracious power
Throughout our lives proclaim
Kept in the adamantine tower
Of thy almighty Name.

Verse 4
Then, when thy work is wrought
And faith hath pass’d the fire,
Receive our souls so dearly bought
To that immortal Quire;
Wash’d in th’ atoning blood,
Brought thro’ the crimson sea,
To spend in praises of our God
A blest Eternity.