O could I speak the matchless worth,

O could I sound the glories forth

Which in my Savior shine,

I'd soar, and touch the heavenly strings,

And vie with Gabriel while he sings

In notes almost divine.

I'd sing the characters he bears,

And all the forms of love he wears,

Exalted on his throne:

In loftiest songs of sweetest praise,

I would to everlasting days

Make all his glories known.

O the delightful day will come

When my dear Lord will bring me home,

And I shall see his face;

Then with my Savior, Brother, Friend,

A blest eternity I'll spend,

Triumphant in his grace.