Jesus, O Head in glory,
Joy of Thy pilgrim bride!
Thine be the song she singeth,
Journeying to Thy side.
Here in this barren desert
Sweetly Thy grace we prove-
Here where our souls have tasted
Springs of Thy tender love.

Jesus, O Head in glory,
Pilgrim Thyself below,
Knew not thy soul deep sorrows,
More than our souls can know?
Cheer with the fragrant manna,
Found where Thy feet have trod,
Till the full heart outpoureth,
Carols of praise to God!

Jesus, O Head in glory,
Ravished by all Thou art-
Glories that grace Thy person,
Graces that fill Thy heart-
Soon shall Thy bride in rapture,
Bearing Thy image, meet,
Gaze on Thy wondrous beauty,
Worshiping at Thy feet!