Head of Thy Church triumphant We joyfully adore Thee Till Thou appear,Thy members here Shall sing like those in glory. We lift our hearts and voices With blest anticipation, And cry aloud And give to God The praise of our salvation

The name we still acknowledge That burst our bonds asunder And loudly sing Our conquering King In songs of joy and wonder In every day's deliverance Our Jesus we discover 'Tis He, 'tis He That smote the sea And led us safely over.

While in a affliction's furnace And passing through the fire Thy love we praise Which knows our days And ever brings us higher We clap our hands exalting In Thine almighty favour The love divine Which made us Thine Shall keep us Thine forever.

By faith we see the glory To which Thou shalt restore us The cross despise For that high prize Which Thou hast set before us And if Thou count us worthy We each, as dying Stephen Shall see Thee stand At God's right hand To take us up to heaven.