Beautiful Robe and Crown

Pleasures that earth can give

Never are un­al­loyed

Like to the hap­pi­ness

That is in Heav’n en­joyed!

What are earth’s gar­ments gay

Often so proud­ly shown?

Nothing com­pared to you

Beautiful robe and crown!

Beautiful robe! Beau­ti­ful crown!

Beautiful robe! Beau­ti­ful crown!

What are the mines of earth?

What is the world’s re­nown?

Nothing com­pared to you

Beautiful robe and crown!

Fashion’s ad­orn­ments are

Ever with mo­ney bought

Heavenly gar­ments bright

Only by faith are sought!

What are the mines of earth?

What is the world’s re­nown?

Nothing com­pared to you

Beautiful robe and crown!

Land of the white-robed throng

And of the harp and palm

After the storms of life

Thine is a bless­èd calm!

There may our ev­ery name

Surely be writ­ten down!

Striving are we for you

Beautiful robe and crown!