1  Son of Man, Son of Man on the throne today;

    Son of Man, Pioneer, He has led the way;

    Following, how we sing, Jesus leads us on;

    We are marching with the Victor to the throne.

 2  On we go, on we go to the throne with Him;

    On we go, through this age, age so dark and grim;

    Then shall we — formerly, Satan's captured ones —

    Be exalted with the Lord upon His throne.

 3  Called as sons, called as sons, destined to be kings;

    Called as sons, we've no time for the worldly things:

    Yet we know, it is so — we don't qualify!

    Thus the Lord must search and burn and purify.

 4  Search and burn, search and burn all our inward parts;

    Search and burn, thoroughly, to refine our hearts;

    We'll not fear, but be clear — burning, searching thus

    Is the gracious visit of the Lord to us.

 5  With the Man, with the Man is a rainbow fair;

    Glorious bow, 'round the throne, faithfulness declares:

    We deserved to be served with God's judgment sore.

    But we have been spared to praise Him more and more.