Or, Hymns Ancient and Modern, 224. Church Hymns, 468.

I OH, what the joy and the glory must be,
Those endless Sabbaths the blessed ones see!
Crowns for the valiant, to weary ones rest;
God shall be all, and in all ever blest!

2 What are the Monarch, His Court, and His Throne?
What are the peace and the joy that they own?
O that the blest ones, who in it have share,
All that they feel could as fully declare !

3 Truly Jerusalem name we that shore,

Vision of peace, that brings joy evermore ;
Wish and fulfilment can severed be ne'er,

Nor the thing prayed for come short of the prayer.

4 There, where no troubles distraction can bring,
We the sweet anthems of Sion shall sing,

While for Thy grace, Lord, their voices of praise
Thy blessed people eternally raise.

5 There dawns no Sabbath, no Sabbath is o'er,
Those Sabbath-keepers have one evermore:
One and unending is that triumph-song
Which to the Angels and us shall belong.

6 Now in the meanwhile, with hearts raised on high,
We for that country must yearn and must sigh;
Seeking Jerusalem, dear native land,

Thro' our long exile on Babylon's strand.

7 Low before Him with our praises we fall,

Of Whom, and in Whom, and through Whom are all ;

Of Whom, the Father; and in Whom, the Son;

Through Whom, the Spirit, with Them ever One. Amen.

GERMAN.

From "The Children's Service Book" (Skeffington), by permission.

Organ only.

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