7.6.7.6.D. sung to Work 1 O FOR the robe of whiteness, To walk with Christ in light! O for the glorious brightness Of day without a night! 2 We would a name of favour, Graved on the stone of white; We'd taste that manna's flavour, Reserved for heaven's delight. 3 'Tis sweet, the thought of rising The risen Lord to meet; Or changed, ourselves surprising, Like Him for whom we wait. 4 What joy supreme in seeing The Saviour face to face, The peaceful joy of being For ever in that place! 5 Jesus, Thou King of glory, We soon shall dwell with Thee, And sing Thy love's bright story, When we Thy glory see. 6 E'en now our souls would enter The holiest on high, That all our love might centre In Thee who cam'st to die. 7 At God's right hand in glory Thou art, Thy work complete, Till perfected the story That gives us too our seat. 8 Then o'er the wide creation Thy power will stretch its arm --- Secure from all temptation, Free from all human harm. | Alternative tunes (7.6.7.6.D.) |