Light’s Abode, Celestial Salem

Light’s abode

ce­les­ti­al Sa­lem

Vision dear

whence peace hath sprung

Brighter than the heart can fan­cy

Mansion of the high­est King;

O how glo­ri­ous are the prais­es

Which of thee the pro­phets sing!

Thou with beau­te­ous stones and pol­ished

Wondrously art reared on high;

Thou with pre­cious gems and crys­tal

Decorated glo­ri­ous­ly;

And with pearls thy por­tals glit­ter

And with gold thy streets may vie.

There for ev­er and for ev­er

Alleluia is out­poured:

For un­end­ing

for un­brok­en

Is the feast day of the Lord;

All is pure

and all is ho­ly

That with­in thy walls is stored.

There no cloud nor pass­ing va­por

Dims the bright­ness of the air;

Endless noon­day

glo­ri­ous noon­day

From the Sun of suns is there;

There no night brings rest from la­bor

For un­known are toil and care.

O how glo­ri­ous and re­splen­dent

Fragile bo­dy

shalt thou be

When en­dued with so much beau­ty

Full of health

and strong

and free

Full of vi­gor

full of plea­sure

That shall last eter­nal­ly!

Now with glad­ness

now with cour­age

Bear the bur­den on thee laid

That here­af­ter these thy la­bors

May with end­less gifts be paid

And in ev­er­last­ing glo­ry

Thou with bright­ness be ar­rayed.

Laud and hon­or to the Fa­ther

Laud and hon­or to the Son

Laud and hon­or to the Spir­it

Ever Three

and ev­er One

Consubstantial

Co-eter­nal

While un­end­ing ag­es run.