On the Father's throne of glory
Is a Man divine;
There my heart, O God, is tasting
Fellowship with Thine.
Called to share Thy joy unmeasured,
Now is heaven begun:
I rejoice with Thee, O Father,
In Thy glorious Son.
Here, who follows Him the nearest
Needs must walk alone;
There, like many seas the chorus,
Praise surrounds the throne.
Here a dark and silent pathway;
In those courts so fair
Countless hosts, yet each beholding
Jesus only, there.—T.P. in Hymns of Ter Stegen and others
(Rev. 3. 21; 4. 9; 5. 6-10)