LORD! It is good for us to be
High on the mountain here with Thee :
Here in an ampler, purer air,
Above the stir of toil and care
Of hearts oppressed with doubt and grief,
Believing In their unbelief,
Calling Thy servants all in vain
To ease them of their bitter pain
Lord I It is good for us to be
With Thee, and with Thy faithful three :
Here, where the apostle's heart of rock
Is nerved against temptation's shock;
Here, where the son of thunder learns
The thought that breathes,the word that burns;
Here, where on eagles' wings we move
With him whose last, best word Is love.