In days of old on Sinai The Lord Almighty came In majesty of terror, In thunder cloud and flame: On Tabor, with the glory Of sunniest light for vest, The excellence of beauty In Jesus was expressed. All light created paled there, And did Him worship meet; The sun itself adored Him, And bowed before His feet; While Moses and Elias, Upon the holy mount, The co-eternal glory Of Christ our God recount. O holy, wondrous vision! But what when, this life past, The beauty of Mount Tabor Shall end in Heav???n at last? But what when all the glory Of uncreated light Shall be the promised guerdon Of them that win the fight?