« PreviousContinue »
2 While he surveys the much-loved spot,
He slights the space that lies between;
Because his journey's end is seen: 3 Thus, when the Christian pilgrim views,
By faith, his mansion in the skies,
And wings his speed to reach the prize. 4 The thought of home his spirit cheers;
No more he grieves for troubles past,
So he may safe arrive at last.
With Jesus in the realms of day;
And God shall wipe my tears away. 6 Father ! on thee our hope depends,
To lead us on to thine abode :
469, L. M. MONTGOMERY.
Preparation for Heaven.
But all who hope to enter there,
Which shall their souls for rest prepare. 2 Clean hearts, O God, in iis create,
Right spirits, Lord, in uis renew;
3 In Jesus' footsteps may we tread,
Learn every lesson of his love;
470. C. M. MRS. STEELE.
Immortal Joys. 1 How long shall earth's alluring toys Detain
our hearts and eyes, Regardless of immortal joys,
And strangers to the skies?
They fade upon the sight:
Be lost in endless night.
Above earth's gloomy shades,
Which sorrow ne'er invades !
Or reason's feeble ray,
Unconscious of decay.
To guide our upward aim; With one reviving ray of thine
Our languid hearts inflame. 6 Then shall on faith's sublimest wing
Our ardent wishes rise, To those bright scenes, where pleasures spring
Immortal in the skies.
471. C. P. M. C. WESLEY.
Reunion of Friends in Heaven.
Or frown my tears to see:
For them that rest in thee.
Beneath its inountain-load : Redeemed from death, and grief, and pain, I soon shall find my friend again,
Within the arms of God. 3 Pass a few fleeting moments more, And death the blessing shall restore,
Which death hath snatched away; For me thou wilt the summons send, And give me back my parted friend,
In that eternal day.
C. M. CHRISTIAN PSALMIST.
The heavenly Jerusalem. 1 JERUSALEM! my happy home!
Name ever dear to me!
In joy, and peace, and thee? 2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls
And pearly gates behold ?
And streets of shining gold?
3 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom,
Nor sin nor sorrow know: Blessed seats! through rude and stormy scenes
I onward press to you.
Or feel at death dismay?
And realms of endless day.
Around my Saviour stand;
Will join the glorious band. 6 Jerusalem! my happy home!
My soul still pants for thee; Then shall my labors have an end,
When I thy joys shall see.
473. C. M. WATTS.
Heaven invisible and holy. 1 Nor
eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard,
For those that love his Son. 2 But the good Spirit of the Lord
Reveals a heaven to come :
Allure and guide us home.
And all the region peace;
Can see or taste the bliss.
4 Those holy gates forever bar
Pollution, sin and shame;
But followers of the Lamb.
474. L. M. WESLEY's Col.
And all that now in bodies live,
Their righteous sentence to receive. 2 But all, before they hence remove,
May mansions for themselves prepare
475. C. M.
The Promised Land.
Where saints immortal reign,
And pleasures banish pain.
And never-withering flowers;
This heavenly land from ours. 3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood,
Stand dressed in living green:
While Jordan rolled between.