O my Savior, glorified

1
O my Savior, glorified!
  Now the heavens, opened wide,
Show to faith’s exultant eye
  One in beauteous majesty.
2
Worthy of the sweetest praise
  That my ransomed heart can raise,
Is that Man in whom alone
  God Himself is fully known.
3
For those clust’ring glories prove
  That glad gospel, “God is Love,”
Whilst those wounds, in glory bright.
  Voice the solemn, “God is Light.”
4
Hark, my soul! thy Savior sings;
  Catch the joy that music brings,
And, with that sweet flood of song,
  Pour thy whisp’ring praise along.
5
O my Savior, glorified,
  Turn my eye from all beside,
Let me but Thy beauty see,
  Other light is dark to me.