Savior, we now re­joice in hope,
That Thou at last will take us up;
With dai­ly tri­umph we pro­claim,
And bless and mag­ni­fy Thy name,
And wait Thy great­ness to ad­ore
When time and death shall be no more.

Till then with us vouch­safe to stay,
And keep us pure from sin to­day;
Thy great con­firm­ing grace be­stow,
And guard us all our days be­low;
And ever migh­ti­ly de­fend,
And save Thy ser­vants to the end.

Still let us, Lord, by Thee be blest,
Who in Thy guard­ian mer­cy rest:
Extend Thy mer­cy’s arms to me,
The weak­est soul that trusts in Thee;
And ne­ver let me lose Thy love,
Till I, e’en I, am crowned above.