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Rivers of life divine I see,
And trees of Paradise !
Who taste the pleasures there!
And conquering palms they bear. 7 O what are all my sufferings here,
If, LORD, thou count me meet, With that enraptur'd host t'appear,
And worship at thy feet!
Take life or friends away ;
In that eternal day.
Hymn 33. 8's.
Another has enter'd his rest; Another has 'scaped to the sky,
And lodg'd in Emmanuel's breast. 2 The soul of our sister is gone
To brighten the triumph above; Exalted to Jesus's throne,
And clasp'd in the arms of his love. 3 What fulness of rapture is there!
While Jesus his glory displays; And purples the heavenly air,
And scatters the odours of grace !
4 He looks--and his servants in light
The blessings ineffable meet : He smiles and they faint at his sight,
And fall overwhelmed at his feet. 5 How happy the angels that fall
Transported at Jesus's name !
To share in the feast of the Lamb ! 6 No longer imprison'd in clay,
Who next from his dungeon shall fly? Who first shall be summon'd away
My merciful LORD—Is it I?. 7 O JESUS ! if this be thy will,
That suddenly I should depart,
And whisper the call in my heart. 8 O give me a signal to know
If soon thou wouldst have me remove, And leave the dull body below,
And fly to the regions above.
Hymn 34. S. M.
ND must this body die,
Lie mouldering in the clay?
Shall but refine this flesh,