Happy Forever, Happy I

Happy for­ev­er hap­py I

If suf­fered with my Lord to die!

O might I gain the vic­tor’s right

The robe of pure un­spot­ted white

And wear the saints’ ce­les­ti­al dress

The Lord

my glo­ri­ous right­eous­ness.

Soon as I win the vast re­ward

The joy for con­quer­ors pre­pared

Wrote in the vol­ume of the Lamb

Thou nev­er wilt blot out my name

But me be­fore Thy Fa­ther own

And rank with an­gels round Thy throne.