Our hearts are overflowing

To speak a goodly thing —

To tell what we've experienced

Of our exalted King.

Our tongues as pens are ready,

We've volumes here to "write" —

The glories of our Bridegroom,

Our Lord and our delight.

Lord Jesus, Thou art fairer

Than all the sons of men;

Thy goodness is transcendent —

Hallelujah! Amen!

Upon Thy lips most holy

Abundant grace is poured;

Forever God has blessed Thee,

Our gracious, glorious Lord!

Thou art the mighty Warrior

Who rides to victory;

In Thy majestic glory

Ride on triumphantly!

The peoples fall beneath Thee —

The conquering One Thou art.

Thine arrows in their sharpness

Have entered Satan's heart!

Thy throne, O God, forever

And ever shall endure;

The sceptre of Thy kingdom

Upon the earth is sure.

'Tis with the oil of gladness

God has anointed Thee

Above all Thy companions —

How worthy there to be!

Of aloes, myrrh, and cassia

Do all Thy garments smell:

Thy death and resurrection

Do all Thy deeds forthtell.

Out of the local churches

Shall praises make Thee glad,

And praises upon praises

Thy joyful saints shall add.