1 'Tis good, Lord, to be here!
Your glory fills the night;
Your face and garments, like the sun,
Shine with unborrowed light.
2 'Tis good, Lord, to be here,
Your beauty to behold,
Where Moses and Elijah stand,
Your messengers of old.
3 Fulfiller of the past!
Promise of things to be!
We hail your body glorified,
And our redemption see.
4 Before we taste of death,
We see your kingdom come;
We long to hold the vision bright,
And make this hill our home.
5 'Tis good, Lord, to be here!
Yet we may not remain;
But since you bid us leave the mount,
Come with us to the plain.
