1 Oh, bright will the light of that ho­ly day dawn,
And grand will that ga­thering be,
When the ran­somed and blest,
From the east and the west,
Shall stand by the crys­tal­line sea.

Refrain:
Beautiful day, beau­ti­ful day,
Sweet will its dawn­ing light be;
Glorious day, glo­ri­ous day,
Crowns wait for you and for me.

2 Oh, bright will the light of that ho­ly day dawn,
And grand will that ga­ther­ing be,
When the ran­somed and blest,
From the east and the west,
Shall stand by the crys­tal­line sea. [Refrain]

3 The glit­ter­ing tow­ers of the ci­ty of gold
Will ring with the cho­rus of song
That shall rise to the praise of the cru­ci­fied One,
From the ho­ly and glo­ri­fied throng. [Refrain]

4 Our crowns are laid up in the tem­ple of light,
While we dwell in val­leys be­low,
And each deed that we do, that is no­ble and true,
Will bright­en their beau­ty, we know. [Refrain]