written by Julia Ward Howe in November 1861

Words inspired by poetry from Our Friend Mary Lea of England)

Behold God's Throne

My eyes beheld the Glory

of my God upon his throne

A rainbow shone about Him

Such splendor never known

And standing there before him,

I saw God's most Holy One,

There stood Jesus, God's Own Son

There stood my Jesus, God's Own Son

And I cried Glory, Glory, Halleluia

I cried Glory ,Glory ,Halleluia

I cried Glory, Glory, Halleluia

To my Father, to the Son

To my Father God

and Glory to the Son

His Glory filled the temple

With both lightning, smoke and fire

Holy voices cried out "Holy"

To this great consuming fire

I stood in awe and trembled

I beheld my hearts' desire

My great God's consuming fire

His Glory is a great consuming fire

GLORY, GLORY, GLORY

I cried Glory, Glory, Halleluia

I cried Glory, Glory, Halleluia

I cried Glory, Glory, Halleluia

To my Father, to the Son

To my Father God

And Glory to the Son

My eyes beheld the Glory

Of my God upon his throne

A rainbow shone about him

Such splendor never known

And standing there before him,

I saw God's most Holy One,

There stood Jesus, God's own Son

There stood my Jesus, God's Own Son

And I cried Glory, Glory, Halleluia

I cried Glory, Glory, Halleluia

I cried Glory, Glory, Halleluia

To my Father, to the Son

To my Father God

And Glory to His Son