Glory to the glor­ious One,
Good and great, our God alone,
Who this day hath glo­ri­fied,
First and best of all be­side,
Making it for ev­ery clime,
Of all times the sweet­est time.

From be­gin­ning, day of days,
Set apart for ho­ly praise,
When He bade the will­ing earth
All its hid­den stores bring forth,
When He gave the shin­ing heav’n,
Then to man this day was giv’n.

On this day the Son of God
Left His three-days’ dark ab­ode;
In the great­ness of His might,
Rising to the up­per light.
On this day the Church puts on
Glory, beau­ty, robe, and crown.

On this day of days the Lord,
Faithful to His an­cient word,
On His burn­ing char­iot borne,
Shall in ma­jes­ty re­turn.
King of kings, He comes in might.
From His heav­’n­ly home of light.

To His own Je­ru­sa­lem,
Old Judea’s bright­est gem,
To the hill of Je­bus, see,
King Mes­si­ah, com­eth He;
With His cross to bless and save,
With His cross to spoil the grave.

He shall speak, and earth shall hear:
Rending rock shall quake with fear,
And the wak­ing dead shall come
From the si­lence of the tomb.
Shaken heav­ens, shat­tered earth
Then shall rise to se­cond birth.

To the king­dom pro­mised long,
With its shin­ing an­gel throng,
Righteous ven­geance to ful­fill,
Recompense for good and ill,
Adam’s race from dust to call,
Lo, He com­eth, Judge of all!

Then the glo­ry to His own!
Then the king­dom and the crown!
Then the sin­ner’s hope shall close,
Then be­gin his end­less woes;
Then he knocks, but knocks in vain—
Who shall break his ir­on chain?

Earth is flee­ing, flee­ing fast,
And its beau­ty fades at last;
O be­lov­èd, then awake,
Bonds of car­nal slum­ber break,
Wake, be­lov­èd, watch and pray,
While remains one hour of day!

Death, it com­eth—Oh be­ware!
Judgment com­eth—Oh pre­pare!
Steadfast, stead­fast let us stand,
For the Judge is nigh at hand;
Steadfast let us rest each night,
Steadfast wake at morn­ing light.

Glory, glo­ry, glo­ry be,
Gracious God and Lord, to Thee!
To the Fa­ther and the Son,
To the Spir­it, Three in One;
Thus we now Thy mer­cy praise,
Thus through ev­er­last­ing days.