General (Vol. 2)
Thy Glittering Throne Awaits The Throng
- Thy glittering throne awaits the throng
Of pilgrims loud with praise and song;
The angels plan for our success
While saints and martyrs pray and bless
With Mary as their brightest jewel
Exultant in Her Son's renewal. - The glorious panoply of Grace
Has poured down on our pilgrim race;
When Jesus bowed His head to John
God hailed the baptism of His Son;
What Jordan's waters first revealed
The blood of Jesus bound and sealed - Yet what began in humble state
Erupted into murderous hate;
The peasant and the palm-decked prince
Could preach and prompt but not convince;
And yet the Cross passed through the gloom
To open up the Easter tomb. - Our garments marked with that same cross,
Cleansed with The Lamb's blood shed for us,
We venerate Thee now on high,
The shepherd of our victory;
And testify with one accord,
The good we do comes from Our Lord.