1 O GLORIOUS Lord! what thoughts Thy mind did fill
When from Thy God Thou cam'st to do His will!
How deep, indeed, the joy that filled Thy heart ---
That myriad sons with Thee should find their part!
2 Thy brethren, Lord, Thine own and one with Thee,
Were in Thy heart when dying on the tree;
Thy church complete and in Thy beauty dressed ---
The day of God and love divine at rest.
3 O blessed Lord, what treasured thoughts unfold
In light divine, as we Thy face behold!
Now on our view unbounded glories break,
That speak Thy fame and songs eternal wake.
