Heav’n Is the Seat of Light and Bliss

Heav’n is the seat of light and bliss

Where per­fect spir­its dwell;

There they be­hold the Sav­ior’s face

And all His glo­ries tell.

In rap­tur­ous songs to Je­sus’ name

They grate­ful spend their breath;

Eternally His race pro­claim

Who saves from sin and death.

Prostrate be­fore His feet they lie

And high their voic­es raise;

Worthy the Lamb

once slain they cry

And give Him end­less praise.

Let last­ing hon­ors crown His head

Who bought us with His blood;

And ev­ery tongue and na­tion spread

His tri­umphs all abroad.

When shall we join the sac­red throng

And wor­ship with them there?

Lofty like theirs shall be our song

And God vouch­safe to hear.