BRIEF life is here our portion; es The life that knows no ending, fO happy retribution ! Short toil, eternal rest: A mansion with the blest. ef There grief is turned to pleasure, Such pleasure as below No human heart can know. And now we fight the battle, Eres But then shall wear the crown Of full and everlasting And passionless renown. PART I. " And Sion, in her anguish, With Babylon must cope; 6mf But He whom now we trust in Shall then be seen and known, And they that know and see Him Shall have Him for their own. 7 f Yes! God, our King and portion, In fulness of His grace, We then shall see for ever, And worship face to face. 8 O sweet and blessed country, The home of God's elect! cres O sweet and blessed country, That eager hearts expect! 9 Jesus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest, cres Who art, with God the Father, And Spirit, ever blest. Amen. 107 (See also "Tours," No. 472.) "For he looked for a city which hath foundations, whose builaer and maker is God. PART II. fFOR thee, O dear, dear country, Mine eyes their vigils keep; For very love, beholding Is unction to the breast, ƒO one, O only mansion! O Paradise of joy! 3mf Thine ageless walls are bonded The saints build up thy fabric, And the corner-stone is Christ; 4mf Thou hast no shore, fair ocean! Thou hast no time, bright day! Dear fountain of refreshment To pilgrims far away! cres Upon the Rock of Ages They raise thy holy tower; f Thine is the victor's laurel, And thine the golden dower. 5 O sweet and blessed country, That eager hearts expect! To that dear land of rest; mf Who art, with God the Father And Spirit, ever blest. Amen. |