Child of the Eternal Father,
Bride of the Eternal Son,
Dwelling-place of God the Spirit,
Thus with Christ made ever one.
Dowered with joy above the angels,
Nearest to His throne;
They, the ministers attending
His beloved One.
Granted all my heart’s desire,
All things made my own;
Feared by all the powers of evil,
Fearing God alone.
Walking with the Lord in glory
Through the courts divine,
Queen within the royal palace,
Christ forever mine;
Say, poor worldling, can it be,
That my heart should envy thee?