1 Countless hosts before God’s throne,
Where the Lamb abideth,
And as God and Man His own
To life’s fountain guideth,
Now possess
Perfect bliss,
Which to us is wanting
And for which we’re panting.

2 O how excellent and fair,
Goodly beyond measure,
Is the lot which we shall share;
And how rich the treasure!
When we see
Bodily
Our beloved Savior,
As He is, forever.

3 May this ever blessed hope
Fill our hearts with gladness,
And ‘mid weakness bear us up,
Till from sin and sadness
We shall be
Wholly free
And above for ever
Praise our gracious Savior.