Round the Throne in Glory

Round the throne in glo­ry

Happy child­ren throng

And re­demp­tion’s sto­ry

Wakes the harp and song.

On the ver­dant mount­ain

By the shin­ing stream

O the liv­ing fount­ain

Jesus is their theme.

Round the throne in glo­ry

Thousands of child­ren stand

Singing with the an­gels

In that hap­py land

Voices sweet­ly blend­ing

As they joy­ful sing

Glory be for­ev­er

To our heav’n­ly king.

Robes of snowy white­ness

Beautiful and rare;

Crowns of ra­di­ant bright­ness

Such those child­ren wear.

Safe from death

be­reave­ment

Sorrow and the grave;

Safe from sin’s en­slave­ment

Victory’s palm they wave.

Children now so­journ­ing

In a world of sin;

From your fol­lies turn­ing

Strive to en­ter in;

Let your young af­fect­ions

Round your Sav­ior twine

And ’mid Heav’n’s at­tract­ions

Ye shall sing and shine.