F. J. Crosby

P.M.

WE are never, never weary

Of the grand old song,

Glory to God, hallelujah!

We can sing it loud as ever

With our faith more strong,

Glory to God, hallelujah!

O, the children of the Lord

Have a right to shout and sing,

For the way is growing bright,

And our souls are on the wing:

We are going by-and-by

To the palace of the King!

Glory to God, Hallelujah!

2

We are lost amid the rapture

Of redeeming love,

Glory to God, hallelujah!

We are rising on its pinions

To the hills above,

Glory to God, hallelujah!

3

We are going to a palace

That is built of gold,

Glory to God, hallelujah!

Where the King in all His splendor

We shall soon behold,

Glory to God, hallelujah!

4

There we’ll shout redeeming mercy

In a glad new song,

Glory to God, hallelujah!

There we’ll sing the praise of Jesus

With the blood-washed throng,

Glory to God, hallelujah!