964. Palms of glory, raiment bright

1 Palms of glory, raiment bright,
Crowns that never fade away,
Gird and deck the saints in light;
Priests, and kings, and conquerors they.

2 Yet the conquerors bring their palms
To the Lamb amid the throne,
And proclaim, in joyful psalms,
Victory through his cross alone.

3 Kings for harps their crowns resign,
Crying, as they strike the chords,
Take the kingdom; it is thine,
King of kings and Lord of lords!

4 Round the altar saints confess,
If their robes are white as snow,
'Twas the Saviour's wondrous grace,
And his blood, that made them so.

5 Who were these? on earth they dwelt;
Sinners once of Adam's race;
Guilt, and fear, and suffering felt;
But were saved by sovereign grace.

6 They were mortal, too, like us:
Ah! when we, like them, must die,
May our souls, translated thus,
Triumph, reign, and shine on high!

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First Line: Palms of glory, raiment bright
Author: Montgomery
Meter: 7s
Publication Date: 1873
Topic: Heaven; Emblems of Victory
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