His Vision of It All

O’erwhelmed we are by beauty of the world
When we see all through Heaven’s risen light,
Unwrapped from grave clothes now from Him unfurled,
And we see all through God’s Son’s holy sight.

We see His glory in another’s face
Transformed by Him with beauty all around,
For all are healed by God’s redeeming grace
And in each one His Son uniquely found.

We see all earth as heaven’s ante-room
With gate wide open to His home above
As Spirit blows away all circling gloom,
And we’re wrapped in His perfect Triune love.

His vision of it all takes breath away
As by His Spirit, Father’s Son here stays.