There Is a Glorious World of Light

There is a glo­ri­ous world of light

Above the star­ry sky

Where saints de­part­ed

clothed in white

Adore the Lord most high.

And hark! amid the sacr­ed songs

Those heaven­ly voic­es raise

Ten thou­sand

thou­sand in­fant tongues

Unite and sing His praise.

These are the hymns that we shall know

If Je­sus we ob­ey;

That is the place where we shall go

If found in wis­dom’s way.