Where glory lights the courts on high, With highest glory crowned, Thee, Lord of power and majesty, Celestial hosts surround.
O who shall sing that path of worth, That led up to the throne? The Corn of Wheat upon this earth Could but abide alone;
But Thou art risen from the dead, And we, as one with Thee, Now sing Thy Name, our Lord, our Head, A heav'nly company.
Lord Jesus, Thou art waiting yet, Till, perfect at Thy side, Thy blest companion shall be set, Thy fair and spotless bride.
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