Tune— “Christ receiveth sinful men.”
IN the glory lives the Man,
Who redeemed me by His blood,
Whom I serve, and whose I am,
Who has brought me home to God.
King of Glory, Prince of Peace,
Gladly at Thy feet I fall;
Everything art Thou to me,
Son of God, and Lord of all.
Calvary’s cross can never change,
Nor the love that held Thee there;
Grace has saved my guilty soul,
Brought me peace when in despair.
Many crowns adorn Thy brow,
Mighty Conqueror o’er the grave;
Seated on Thy Father’s throne,
Thou delightest now to save.
Oh! the fragrance of Thy name,
Sweeter far than living wine,
Filling yonder courts above,
With a rapture all divine.
Ere another morn shall break,
I may hear Thy welcome voice
Bid me rise and come away,
And in all Thy love rejoice.
Bridegroom of my waiting soul,
“Altogether lovely” One,
How I long Thy face to see,
And to know as I am known.
Yes, the bride Thy throne shall share,
Robed in linen clean and white,
Shining in Thy beauty fair,
Spotless in that heavenly light.
Then Thou “Faithful One” and True,
In Thy glory Thee I’ll see,
Leading all the hosts of heaven,
On to certain victory.
Through one long, eternal day,
All created things shall own
None but Thou, the Nazarene,
Wert entitled to the throne.
S.T.