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The opening heavens around me shine
My soul would leave this heavy clay
Mount up with joy the shining way,
Fearless of hell and ghastly death,
The wings of love, and arms of faith,
My presence shall go with thee."
To them in each distressing hour,
His throne of grace is near;
And when they plead his love and power,
His presence sweetens all their cares,
May we, O Lord, enjoy and prize
Till thou shalt bid our spirits rise,
Heavenly joy on earth.
that love the Lord,
Be banish'd from this place;
Celestial fruits on earthly ground
The hill of Sion yields
A thousand sacred sweets,
Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.
Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry;
We're marching through Immanuel's ground,
The happiness of being united to Christ.
HAPPY the souls to Jesus join'd,
The church triumphant in thy love
Their mighty joys we know,
Thee in thy glorious realm they praise,
The kingdoms are but one.
The holy to the holiest leads,
The privileges of christians.
They produce the fruits of grace,
3 Though they suffer upon earth,
Heirs of God, joint-heirs with Christ:
The communion of saints.
1 THE saints on earth and those above, But one communion make;
Join'd to their Lord in bonds of love,
One family, we dwell in him,
One church, above, beneath;
Though now divided by the stream,
One army of the living God,
To his command we bow;
Part of the host have cross'd the flood,
Lo! thousands to their endless home
And we are to the margin cone,
And soon must launch as they 30
1 TO God, the only wise,
Our Saviour and our King,
Let all the saints below the skies"
Their humble praises bring et al
"Tis his almighty love,am
His counsel and his care,
Preserves us safe from sin and death,
And every hurtful snare.
He will present our souls,
Then all the chosen seed
Shall meet around the throne,
To our Redeemer God
Wisdom and power belongs,
Preparation for heaven.
HEAVEN is a place of rest from sin,
Which shall their souls for rest prepare.
Clean hearts, O God, in us create,
Right spirits, Lord, in us renew;
Commence we now that higher state,
Now do thy will as angels do.
Thy living temples may we be,
Cleans'd by thy hallowing presence, Lord!!
Abide in us, and we in thee,
Supremely lov'd, obey'd, ador'd!
In Jesus' footsteps may we tread,
Learn every lesson of his love;
And be from grace to glory led, rat