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Through the great Redeemer's might,

More than conquerors they stand. 111 3 Hunger, thirst, disease, unknown,

On immortal fruits they feed;
Them the Lamb, amidst the throne,

Shall to living fountains lead:
Joy and gladness banish sighs;

Perfect love dispels all fears;
And for ever from their eyes

18; IT God shall wipe away their tears.

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FOR the wings of faith, to rise

Within the veil, and see
Thy saints above, how great their joys!

How bright their glories belle
2 Once they were mourning here below,

And wet their couch with tears;
They wrestled hard, as we do now.

With sins, and doubts, and fears. 3 We ask them whence their victory came;

They, with united breath,
Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb,

Their triumph to his death. 4 They marked the footsteps that he trod,

His zeal inspired their breast;
And, following their incarnate God,

Possess the promised rest.
5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise

For his own pattern given,
While the great cloud of witnesses,

Shows the same path to heaven.


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THERE is a holy city,
1 A happy world above,
Beyond the starry regions,

Built by the God of love;
An everlasting temple,

And saints, arrayed in white,
There serve thee, great Redeemer,

And dwell with thee in light. 2 The humblest child of glory

Outshines the radiant sun;
But who can speak the splendor

Of that eternal throne
Where thou dost sit exalted,

In majesty so bright?
The elders fall before thee,

And angel bands of light.
3 The hosts of saints around thee

Proclaim thy work of grace;
The patriarchs and prophets,

And all the godly race,
Who speak of fiery trials

And tortures on their way;
Who came from tribulatione m

To everlasting day.
4 And what shall be our journey,

. baina ya How long we'll stay below, 1.BHA Or what shall be our trials,

Are not for us to know.
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We'll raise our thoughts on high;
We'll think of thy bright temple,

And crowns above the sky.awosta


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JERUSALEM! Thou happy home!
J Thy glory we would see!
When shall our labours have an end,"

In joy, and peace, and thee? . 2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built

walls : And pearly gates behold? ** Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong,

And streets of shining gold? 3 O when, thou city of our God,

Shall we thy courts ascend,
Where congregations ne'er break up,

And Sabbaths have no end? 4 There happier bowers than Eden bloom,

Nor sin nor sorrow know:
Blessed seats! through rude and stormy

We onward press to you.
5 Jerusalem, thou happy home!

Qur souls still pant for thee; Then shall our labours have an end, ! When we thy joys shall see.


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THESE are the crowns that we shall

When all thy saints are crowned;
These are the palms that we shall bear
On yonder holy ground.

2 These are the robes, unsoiled and white,

Which we shall then put on, When, foremost ’mong the sons of light,

We sit on yonder throne. 3 That is the city of the saints,

Where we so soon shall stand, When we shall strike these desert-tents,

And quit this desert-land. 4 Then welcome toil, and care, and pain!

And welcome sorrow too!
All toil is rest, all grief is gain,

With such a prize in view. 5 Come crown and throne, come robe and

palm! Burst forth glad stream of peace!" Come, holy city of the Lamb! . Rise, Sun of Righteousness!! I

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O WHEN shall we sweetly remove,
U O when shall we enter our rest;
Return to the Zion above,

The mother of spirits distressed;
The city of God, the great King,

Where sorrow and death are no more,
Where saints our Immanuel sing,

And cherub and seraph adore ?
2 But angels themselves cannot tell
I! The joys of that holiest place, ...
Where Jesus is pleased to reveal

The light of his heavenly face;
When, caught in the rapturous flame,

The sight beatific they prove; .1

And walk in thy light, blessed Lamb,

Enjoying the beams of thy love. ) 3. Thou knowest in the spirit of prayer

We long thy appearing to see, Resigned to the burden we bear, ..

But longing to triumph with thee; 'Tis good at thy word to be here;

'Tis better in thee to be gone, And see thee in glory appear,

And rise to a share in thy throne."

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W E long to behold thee arrayed

W With glory and light from above, 0 King in thy beauty displayed

Thy beauty of holiest love: 2 We languish and sigh to be there,

Where Jesus hath fixed his abode; 0, when shall we meet in the air, • And fly to the mountain of God. " 3 With him we on Zion shall stand,

For Jesus hath spoken the word;
The breadth of Immanuel's land,

Survey by the light of our Lord.. 4 But when, on thy bosom reclined,

Thy face we are strengthened to see, Our fulness of rapture we'll find;

Our heaven of heavens in theel in 5 How happy thy people that dwell .

Secure in the city above!
No pain the inhabitants feel,

No sickness or sorrow shall prove.,

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