1 Lo, what a glorious sight appears
To our believing eyes;
The earth and seas are passed away,
And the old rolling skies! MIM 2.5
2 From the third heaven, where God resides,
That holy, happy place,
The New Jerusalem comes down,
Adorned with shining grace. MIM 2.6
3 Attending angels shout for joy,
And the bright armies sing,
“Mortals, behold the sacred seat
Of your descending King! MIM 2.7
4 “The God of glory down to men
Removes his blest abode;
Men are the objects of his love,
And he their gracious God. MIM 2.8
5 “His own soft hand shall wipe the tears
From every weeping eye;
And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears,
And death itself shall die.” MIM 6.1
6 How bright the vision! O, how long
Shall this glad hour delay!
Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time,
And bring the welcome day. MIM 6.2