95 How Good, Lord, to Be Here

1 How good, Lord, to be here! Your glory fills the night; Your face and garments, like the sun, Shine with unborrowed light. 2 How good, Lord, to be here Your beauty to behold, Where Moses and Elijah stand, Your messengers of old. 3 Fulfiller of the past, Promise of things to be, We hail your body glorified And our redemption see. 4 Before we taste of death, We see your kingdom come; We long to hold the vision bright And make this hill our home. 5 How good, Lord, to be here! Yet we may not remain; But since you bid us leave the mount, Come with us to the plain.