Grant me a glimpse of glory Lord

Grant me a glimpse of glory Lord
Upon my pilgrimage;
A deep assurance from Thy Word,
Make precious every page.
‘O glory in the highest sing
To Thy almighty name;
The end of faith declare, my King,
Inspire my hope to flame.

There is a place of peace and joy,
Inheritance of God,
Where I shall all my praise employ
To magnify the Lord.
There is a place of purity,
Corruption cannot spoil,
A home reserved in heaven for me,
The end of all my toil.

This precious faith more fine than gold
Is fiercely tried by fire,
But Thou wilt never lose Thy hold
Nor fail in moments dire.
He glorifies His name in me,
His honour to declare;
In ways of wisest mystery
He guides my soul with care.

With joy unspeakable my heart
Lays hold on God above;
The knowledge that I have a part
Tells me of His great love.
O speak to me in accent clear,
And tell me I am Thine;
O tell me, show me, I am dear,
Close to Thy heart divine.

Invisible to human eye,
I have not seen my Lord,
Yet with a heart of faith I cry,
I love Thee O my God.
This living hope of life is mine;
Thy love shed in my heart;
The God of grace and peace will shine
Within me, ne’er to part.

My eyes shall see Thy blessèd face
In God’s eternal rest,
When I have run Thy chosen race,
Rejoicing with the blest.
O then shall I Thy face behold
With unbeclouded sight,
A ransomed soul within Thy fold,
A child of God’s delight.