Beautiful Robes

We shall walk with Him in white

In that coun­try pure and bright

Where shall en­ter naught that may de­file;

Where the day-beam ne’er de­clines

For the bless­èd light that shines

Is the glo­ry of a Sav­ior’s smile.

Beautiful robes

beau­ti­ful robes

Beautiful robes we then shall wear;

Garments of light

love­ly and bright

Walking with Je­sus in white

Beautiful robes we shall wear.

We shall walk with Him in white

Where faith yields to bliss­ful sight

When the beau­ty of the King we see;

Holding con­verse full and sweet

In a fel­low­ship com­plete;

Waking songs of ho­ly me­lo­dy.

We shall walk with Him in white

By the fount­ains of delight

Where the Lamb His ran­somed ones shall lead

For His blood shall wash each stain

Till no spot of sin re­main

And the soul for­ev­er­more is freed.