Lo, what a glorious sight appears

1Lo, what a glorious sight appears
To our believing eyes!
The earth and seas are passed away,
And the old rolling skies.

2From the third heaven, where God resides,
That holy, happy place,
The New Jerusalem comes down,
Adorned with shining grace.

3Attending angels shout for joy,
And the bright armies sing;
Yea, sinners, behold the sacred seat
Of your descending King!

4The God of glory down to men
Removes his blest abode;
Men are the objects of his love,
And he their precious God.

5His own soft hand shall wipe the tears
From every weeping eye;
And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears,
And death itself, shall die.

6How bright the vision! O, how long
Shall this glad hour delay?
Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time,
And bring the welcome day!