1 'Tis good, Lord, to be here!
Thy glory fills the night;
Thy face and garments, like the sun,
Shine with unborrowed light.

2 'Tis good, Lord, to be here,
Thy beauty to behold,
Where Moses and Elijah stand,
Thy messengers of old.

3 Fulfiller of the past,
Promise of things to be,
We hail thy Body glorified,
And our redemption see.

4 Before we taste of death,
We see thy kingdom come;
We fain would hold the vision bright,
And make this hill our home.

5 'Tis good, Lord, to be here!
Yet we may not remain;
But since you bidst us leave the mount
Come with us to the plain.