Home of the Blest (Warner)

Oh

bright will the light of that ho­ly day dawn

And grand will that ga­thering be

When the ran­somed and blest

From the east and the west

Shall stand by the crys­tal­line sea.

Beautiful day

beau­ti­ful day

Sweet will its dawn­ing light be;

Glorious day

glo­ri­ous day

Crowns wait for you and for me.

Oh

bright will the light of that ho­ly day dawn

And grand will that ga­ther­ing be

When the ran­somed and blest

From the east and the west

Shall stand by the crys­tal­line sea.

The glit­ter­ing tow­ers of the ci­ty of gold

Will ring with the chor­us of song

That shall rise to the praise of the cru­ci­fied One

From the ho­ly and glo­ri­fied throng.

Our crowns are laid up in the tem­ple of light

While we dwell in val­leys be­low

And each deed that we do

that is no­ble and true

Will bright­en their beau­ty

we know.