225. With Trembling Awe the Chosen Three

1 With trembling awe the chosen three
The holy mount ascended,
Where, wrapped in blissful ecstacy,
They saw the vision splendid--
Their Lord arrayed in living light,
And on His left hand and His right,
By glorious saints attended.

2 O vision bright, too bright to tell,
The joys of heav'n unveiling!
How precious on those hearts it fell,
When earthly hopes were failing;
When, saints no more on either side,
Between the thieves the Savior died
'Mid hate, and scorn, and railing!

3 Grant us, dear Lord, some vision brief
Of future triumph telling,
Gilding with hope our night of grief,
Our clouds of fear dispelling.
If the dim foretaste was so bright,
O what shall be the dazzling light
Of Thine eternal dwelling!

Text Information
First Line: With trembling awe the chosen three
Title: With Trembling Awe the Chosen Three
Author: W. W. How, 1823-97
Publication Date: 1996
Meter: 87 87 887
Language: English
Tune Information
Meter: 87 87 887
Key: G Major
Source: J. Klug, Geistliche Lieder, Wittenberg, 1535

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