If while we live ’mid sin be­low,
We would in Christ abide,
Thro’ faith this sec­ret we should know:
Live on the glo­ry side.

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There’s glo­ry on the glo­ry side,
With Christ once cru­ci­fied,
By faith I rise thro’ cloudy skies:
I’m on the glo­ry side.

Ofttimes the sky seems hung with shrouds,
Which Je­sus’ face would hide;
We’ll push our way above the clouds,
Up to the glo­ry side.

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The hea­vy fogs of doubt and fear,
The mists of hu­man pride,
Cannot ob­scure Christ’s pre­sence near,
His is the glo­ry side.

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However dark the clouds o’er­cast
The star­ry az­ure wide,
I’ll gain the heights of Heav’n at last,
Safe on the glo­ry side.

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