Thou Art Fairer Than The Morning,
O My Saviour And My King !
Of Thy Grandeur And Thy Beauty,
How My Soul Delights To Sing.

Thou Art Fairer Than The Morning,
Thou Art Brighter, Brighter Than The Day ;
At The Glory Of Thy Presence
Clouds And Darkness Flee Away.

Clothed In Light As With A Garment,
Crowned With Majesty Divine,
Lo, The Sceptre Of Dominion
Now And Ever, Lord, Is Thine.

Oh, The Greatness Of Thy Mercy,
And The Richness Of Thy Grace !
Oh, The Love That In Thy Kingdom
Is Preparing Me A Place !

When The Silver Cord Is Broken,
And This Mortal Life Is O’er,
With Ten Thousand Times Ten Thousand
I Shall Sing For Evermore.