Lo, what a glorious sight appears To our believing eyes!
The earth and seas are passed away And the old rolling skies.
And the old rolling skies, And the old rolling skies;
The earth and seas are passed away, And the old rolling skies.

Refrain
O that will be joyful, joyful, joyful!
O that will be joyful When we meet to part no more!
When we meet to part no more On Canaan's happy shore;
'Tis there we'll meet at Jesus' feet, When we meet to part no more!

Attending angels shout for joy And the bright armies sing-
Mortals! Behold the sacred seat Of your descending King.
Of your descending King, Of your descending King;
Mortals! Behold the sacred seat Of your descending King.

His own soft hand shall wipe the tears From every weeping eye;
And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears, And death itself shall die!
And death itself shall die, And death itself shall die;
And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears, And death itself shall die.

How long, dear Savior! Oh, how long Shall this bright hour delay?
Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time! And bring the welcome day.
And bring the welcome day, And bring the welcome day;
Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time! And bring the welcome day.