My Sav­ior, ’tis of Thee,
Dear Lamb of Cal­va­ry,
Of Thee I sing;
To Him who thus did die
To save and sanc­ti­fy,
And take with Him on high,
Let prais­es ring.

My pre­cious Sav­ior, Thee,
Clothed with all ma­jes­ty,
Forevermore,
Help us Thy name to praise,
As songs of joy we raise,
In loy­al, lov­ing lays,
And Thee adore.

Let sac­red songs arise,
Filling both earth and skies,
Singing Thy praise;
Let an­gels join the choir,
Sweep ev­ery heav’n­ly lyre,
With lips and hearts of fire,
Echo Thy praise.

Soon Thou wilt come again,
And on the earth shall reign,
O’er land and sea;
Come, bless­èd Prince of Light,
Come in Thy glo­ry bright;
Claim Thou Thy roy­al right;
We wel­come Thee.