1 WHERE glory lights the courts on high,
With highest glory crowned,
Thee, Lord of power and majesty,
Celestial hosts surround.
2 Oh, who shall sing that path of worth,
That led up to the throne?
The Corn of wheat upon this earth,
Could but abide alone.
3 But Thou art risen from the dead,
And we as one with Thee,
Now sing Thy name, our Lord, our Head,
A heavenly company.
4 Blest Saviour, Thou art waiting yet
Till perfect at Thy side,
Thy blest companion shall be set,
Thy fair and ransomed bride.
5 And, blessed Lord, Thou soon shalt hear
That rising shout of praise,
When Thou shalt come into the air
Thy sleeping saints to raise.