New creatures bathed in endless light—
Forever sanctified, we stand,
Held fast within His wounded hand.
No middle weaves such rare repair,
No end ascends with sweeter grace,
Than this—His cross-won, radiant trace.
Victorious, hope aflame, we rise,
Heaven-bound with lifted eyes—
An eternal triumph, divinely spun,
Through Christ, the Alpha, Victory won.
Pens our souls to soar and sing,
Our Savior reigns, both source and goal,
Of lives made new, forever whole.
