How glorious our Savior shines on Zion, Celestial majesty gleams bright. He sits beside the Father on the throne divine— And my soul is moved with fright. I often think of You so dear, Of choirs of angels holy and pure— You are praised by all the heavens near For all the good Your hands ensure.
I bow before You on my knee— And my heart gives forth its praise For the sacrifice, O Father, of Your Son so free— In His blood our salvation stays. O Lord, to that heavenly shore All our prayers take their flight, And our sincere and heartfelt song we pour— Sanctify with Your Holy Spirit's light.
