1 Around the throne of God in heaven,
Thousands of children stand;
Children whose sins are all forgiven,
A holy, happy band,
Singing, Glory, glory,
Glory be to God on high.

2 What brought them to that world above--
That heaven so bright and fair,
Where all is peace, and joy, and love,
How came those children there,
Singing, Glory, glory,
Glory be to God on high.

3 Because the Savior shed his blood
To wash away their sin;
Bathed in that pure and precious flood,
Behold them white and clean,
Singing, Glory, glory,
Glory be to God on high.