At Your Throne

Forward march till kingdom come.

Set apart from evils way.

“Soon and very soon” as they say.

Till our bodies glorified rejoice.

Onward move we pilgrims press.

Consecrated is our song.

Moment after moment strong.

Persevering towards eternity.

Venture in life’s odd vapor.

Sanctified with minds renewed.

Though the heart has vision skewed.

We will see our Savior clearly soon.

God we praise You ever more.

Royal, just, good, thrice Holy.

King of all, His grace bestowing,

From His throne where we might ever bow.

Refrain: 

Mighty God we only live to praise Your Namesake and Your ways. 

Most High Refuge everlasting hold me fast and still my soul.

Sovereign King no end does Your love know.

Even in wrath it shows. 

Amen, let us now forever bow at Your Throne.