'Tis good, Lord, to be here!
Thy glory fills the night;
Thy face and garments, like the sun,
Shine with unborrowed light.
2
'Tis good, Lord, to be here,
Thy beauty to behold
Where Moses and Elijah stand,
Thy messengers of old.
3
Fulfiller of the past
And hope of things to be,
We hail Thy body glorified
And our redemption see.
4
Before we taste of death,
We see Thy kingdom come;
We long to hold the vision bright
And make this hill our home.
5
'Tis good, Lord, to be here!
Yet we may not remain;
But since Thou bidst us leave the mount,
Come with us to the plain.