L. & Ch. O how excellent and fair,
Great beyond all measure,

Will to all their lot appear,
And how rich their treasure,
When they fee-bodily
Their beloved Savior,

As he is, for ever!

C. What ecftatic pleasure shall then enliven
Our hearts, when face to face we fee in heaven,
Chrift as he is.

Where our wounded Savior, as God enthroned,
And for his efpoufals with glory crowned,
Is worshipped.

L. & Ch. Countless hofts before God's throne
Where the Lamb refideth,

And as God and man his own
To life's fountain guideth,
Now poffefs-perfect bliss,
Which to us is wanting,

And for which we're panting.

C. We in love unfeigned and faith proceeding,
Shall alfo, thro' the Holy Spirit's leading,
These bleffings gain.

On what joys celeftial fhall we be feafting,
When in his prefence from our labor refting
We fabbath keep.

L. & Ch. O what happiness divine!
What a lot most precious!

Here believing to recline
On the breast of Jefus,

Where who will-takes his fill,

And

C.

And yet longs for ever
For more grace and favor.

O might we poor finners for his falvation
Hunger and thirft until our confummation,
By day and night!

Thus fhall we believing ne'er be confounded,
And here already, with his peace furrounded,
Taste heav'nly joys.

L. & Ch. What here fickens, fighs, and groans,
There will prove victorious,

Earthly here are fown our bones,
They fhall rife moft glorious;
Death and woe-ev'ry foe,

Which us here annoyed,

There will be destroyed.

C. May we cleave to Jefus, till we've obtained
The prize, and till our faith and hope have gained
Their highest aim.

So as the believed, his congregation
Shall find it, and behold the Lord's falvation
With endless joy.

L. & Ch. May this ever bleffed hope
Fill our hearts with gladness,
And 'midst weakness bear us up,
Till from fin and fadness

We shall be wholly free,

And above for ever

Praise our gracious Savior.

C. At Chrift's bleft appearing, freed from all weakness, Our bodies fhall be chang'd into his likeness,

Hallelujah!

Cb. O

Ch. O what fongs of praises will then in Heaven
Refound, when all the ranfom❜d fouls thanksgiving
To Jefus bring!

A. Lamb, once flain for finners, receive our praises,
Honor and glory from all choirs and claffes,
To thee they're due-

Now let all fay: Amen, the Lord be praised,
In Heav'n and earth his name be ever bleffed
By all that breathe.

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