Their hearts will leap, when thee they see,
And fill, and flood with ecstasy,
At last to see thee, whom they love
Will be of joy, all else above.

To hear thy accents on their ear,
When faith to sight will disappear,
With sweetness filling each part,
To know from thee, they'll not depart.

To be with thee and know thy grace,
And look with wonder on thy face,
What peace, what joy, with thee to share,
O, morning star, O love, so fair.

So great thy mercy and thy blood
Which flowed for them, a cleansing flood,
The washing, healing, saving stream,
In thanks and praise will be their theme.