First to Greet Us There

When we reach that roy­al ci­ty

In that land of fade­less day

When we pass in­side the por­tal

Where the right­eous live for aye

We shall meet our bless­èd loved ones

In that land so bless­èd fair

But the Sav­ior in His beau­ty

Will be first to greet us there.

Happy meet­ing that will be

Glorious greet­ing we shall see

When we pass in­to that ci­ty

In that city bright and fair;

Happy meet­ing that will be

Glorious greet­ing we shall see

But the Sav­ior in His beau­ty

Will be first to greet us there.

When in­side that glo­ri­ous ci­ty

In that land of fade­less day

We will view with ho­ly rap­ture

All of those in bright ar­ray;

But among the saints and an­gels

There is none so bright and fair

As the Sav­ior in His beau­ty

Who’ll be first to greet us there.

When the heav’n­ly choir as­sem­bles

At the throne they’ll ga­ther round

Heav’n with prais­es will be ring­ing

Hallelujahs will re­sound;

But the theme of all the mu­sic

In which all shall join and share

Will be Je­sus in His beau­ty

Who was first to greet us there.