O, On That Day

[markshaker]

"O, On that Day"


O, on that day when we shall stand
In rapturous amaze
Before the brilliant shining Seat
Of One Who has no days

We to the sapphire floor shall fall
In adoration sweet
And with the oil of precious tears
Shall wash His holy Feet

Then He, the living Word shall speak
And those who hark, attend
The winged ones who vap’rous sail
Shall to His Throne ascend

Then they shall that great blaze ignite
That purges all away
The wood and stubble hay and chaff
The rubble and the clay

And O, to be that through the cloud
Of all our deeds aglow
Would sparkling through the flame-lit haze
Come silver, gold and flawless stones!