1 Eye hath not seen, ear hath not heard
What Christ hath for His saints prepared,
Who conquer thro’ their Savior’s might,
Who sink into perfection’s height,
And trample death beneath their feet,
And gladly die their Lord to meet.

2 They on the hidden manna feed
The heavenly, true, angelic Bread,
Who gained on earth a partial taste
Of bliss too exquisite to last,
Obtain His fullest joy above,
And all the sweetness of His love.

3 Christ shall on them a name bestow,
Which no embodied saint can know,
A new inexplicable name
With God essentially the same!
And what it is they they conceive,
When Christ doth all His fullness give.

4 Dost thou desire to know and see
What thy mysterious name shall be?
Contending for thy heavenly home,
Thy latest foe, in death o’ercome;
’Till then thou searchest out in vain
What only conquest can explain.

5 But when the Lord hath closed thine eyes,
And opened them in paradise,
Receiving thy new name unknown,
Thou read’st it wrote on the white stone,
Wrote on thy pure humanity
GOD THREE IN ONE AND ONE IN THREE!