Pleasures that earth can give
Never are un­al­loyed,
Like to the hap­pi­ness
That is in Heav’n en­joyed!
What are earth’s gar­ments gay,
Often so proud­ly shown?
Nothing com­pared to you,
Beautiful robe and crown!

Refrain

Beautiful robe! Beau­ti­ful crown!
Beautiful robe! Beau­ti­ful crown!
What are the mines of earth?
What is the world’s re­nown?
Nothing com­pared to you,
Beautiful robe and crown!

Fashion’s adorn­ments are
Ever with mo­ney bought,
Heavenly gar­ments bright,
Only by faith are sought!
What are the mines of earth?
What is the world’s re­nown?
Nothing com­pared to you,
Beautiful robe and crown!

Refrain

Land of the white-robed throng
And of the harp and palm,
After the storms of life
Thine is a bless­èd calm!
There may our ev­ery name
Surely be writ­ten down!
Striving are we for you,
Beautiful robe and crown!

Refrain