1 Fair Olivet! bright Olivet,
Where oft upon thy sacred brow
The Lord with His disciples met—
In memory I see thee now.
Refrain:
Fair Olivet, bright Olivet,
In memory I see thee yet,
Fair Olivet, bright Olivet,
Thy glories I can ne’er forget.
2 From Olivet the Lord arose;
In majesty He entered heav’n,
With hands outspread to bless the world;
This perfect place to man was giv’n. [Refrain]
3 O mount of hope, all glory-crown’d!
When faith grows faint I turn to thee,
And contemplate thy scene divine,
Oh, blessed hour of victory. [Refrain]
Source: Crowning Day No. 4 #222