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20 the transporting, rapturous scene,
Tbat rises to my sight!
And rivers of delight.
On trees immortal grow; There rock, and hill, and brook, and vale,
With milk and boney flow.
Shines one eternal day;
And scatters pight away. 5 No chilling winds, or pois'nous breath,
Can reach that healthful shore; Sickness and sorrow, pain and death,
Are felt and fear'd no more. 8 When shall I reach that happy place,
And be forever blest!
And in his bosom rest!
Would here no longer stay: Though Jordan's waves around me roll, Fearless I'd launch away.
From infancy to age,
His rest at every stage.
Eternal joys to share;
While here he kneels in pruyer
3 His freed affections rise,
To fix on things above,
Where all is perfect love.
There let our hearts be found; That still, where sin abounded, grace
May more and more abound. 8 Henceforth our converse be
With Christ before the throne; Ere long we eye to eye shall see,
And know as we are known.
C. M. The saints in glory. CIVE me the wings of faith to rise The saints above, how great their joys,
How bright their glories be. 2 Once they were mourners here below,
And pour'd out cries and tents; They wrestled hard, as we do now,
With sins, and doubts, and fears. 3 I ask them whence their vict'ry came :
They, with united breath,
Their triumph to his death. 4 They mark'd the footsteps that he trod;
His zeal inspired their breast; And, foll'wing their incamate God,
Possess the promised rest. 5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise
For his own pattern given; While the long cloud of witnesses
Show the same path to heaven.
7th P. M. 8 lines 7. Partnership of the saints in light.
Misery we exchange for bliss ;-
O'tis more than tongue can tell ;
Glorious and unspeakable.
Shows us his eternal love :
Till we take our geats above.
For our bridal day prepare;
For our glorious meeting there.
935 11th P. M. 76, 76, 77, 76.
The better portion.
Tow'rd henven, thy native place :
Time shall soon this earth remove;
To seats prepared above.
Nor stay in all their course ;
Bith speed them to their source :
Pants to view his glorious face;
To rest in his embrace.
3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn;
Press onward to the prize;
Triumphant in the skies :
Welcomed to partake the bliss ;
To realms of endless peace.
7th P. M. 8 lines 11. Saints and angels round the throne,
IFT your eyes of faith, and see What a countless company
Stand before yon dazzling throne! Each before his Saviour stands,
All in whitest robes Array'di Palms they carry in their hands,
Crowns of glory on their head.
2 Saints, begin the endless song;
Cry alond, in heavenly lays, Glory doth to God belong;
God the glorious Saviour praise : All salvation from him came,
Him who reigns enthroned on high: Glory to the bleeding Lamb,
Let the morning stars reply.
8 Angel powers the throne surround;
Next the saints in glory they :: Lull'd with the transporting sound,
They their silent homage pay: Prostrate on their face, before
God and his Messinh fall; Then in hymns of praise adore,
Shout the Lan:b that died for all.
36th P. M. 88 & 6s.
The land of rest.
'Tis found above in heaven.
By sin and sorrow driven,
And all is drear but heaven.
To brighter prospects given;
And all serene in heaven,
And joys supreme are given;
Appears the dawn of henven.
15th P. M, 119, 11 %.
My companion and friend,
If thy heart be as mine,
If for Jesus it pine.
2 Who in Jesus confide,
We are bold to outride
With the prophet we soar
To the heavenly shore,