1 Beautiful the fields beyond the river,
Glorious the thousands gathered there,
But who in Heav’n so full of grace and glory,
Who with Him, our Savior, can compare?
Refrain:
Oh, He is the chief among ten thousand;
Roll His praise in joyful waves along;
For altogether, altogether lovely,
Shall forever be our happy song.
2 Altogether, altogether lovely,
He is calling tenderly to thee;
My soul, why not accept His great salvation,
Offered now so rich, so full, so free? [Refrain]
3 Altogether, altogether lovely,
Hear His voice, how tender still the call;
"Come, come, ye weary ones and heavy laden,
Come to Me and let your burdens fall." [Refrain]
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #16481