We soon shall join the throng;
Their pleasures we shall share;
And sing the everlasting song,
With all the ransomed there.
Hallelujah!
We are on our way to God.
How bright the prospect is!
It cheers the pilgrim's breast:
We're journeying through the wilderness,
But soon shall gain our rest.
Hallelujah!
We are on our way to God.
Where I am, there shall also my servant be.
John xii. 26.
ROM Thee, my God, my joys shall rise,
And run eternal rounds,
Beyond the limits of the skies,
And all created bounds.
2 The holy triumphs of my soul
Shall death itself outbrave,
Leave dull mortality behind,
And fly beyond the grave.
3 There, where my blessed Jesus reigns,
In heaven's unmeasured space,
I'll spend a long eternity
In pleasure and in praise.
4 Millions of years my wondering eyes Shall o'er Thy beauties rove,
And endless ages I'll adore
My Father's house.-Joka xiv. 2.
NATHER, I long, I faint to see
The place of Thine abode;
I'd leave Thine earthly courts, and fice
Up to Thy seat, my God.
2 Here I behold Thy distant face,
And 'tis a pleasing sight;
But to abide in Thine embrace
Is infinite delight.
3 I'd part with all the joys of sense
To gaze upon Thy throne:
Pleasure springs fresh for ever thence,
Unspeakable, unknown.
4 The more Thy glories strike mine eyes
The humbler I shall lie ;
Thus while I sink, my joys shall rise
Unmeasurably high.
713 Earnestly desiring our house which is from
heaven.-2 Cor. v. 2.
TOW let our souls, on wings sublime,
Rise from the vanities of time;
Draw back the parting veil, and see
The glories of eternity.
2 Shall aught beguile us on the road,
When we are walking back to God?
For strangers into life we come,
And dying is but going home.
8 Welcome sweet hour of full discharge,
That sets our longing souls at large!
Unbinds our chains, breaks up our cell,
And gives us with our God to dwell.
4 To dwell with God, to feel His love,
Is the full heaven enjoyed above;
And the sweet expectation now
Is the young dawn of heaven below.
714 And again they said, Alleluia.-Rev. xix. 3.
ALLELUJAH! song of gladness,
Song of everlasting joy;
Hallelujah! song the sweetest
That can angel-hosts employ;
Hymning in God's holy presence
Their high praise eternally.
2 Hallelujah! church victorious,
Thou mayst lift this joyful strain :
Hallelujah! songs of triumph
Well befit the ransomed train:
We our song must raise with sadness,
While in exile we remain.
3 Hallelujah! strains of gladness
Suit not souls with anguish torn;
Hallelujah! notes of sadness
Best befit our state forlorn:
For, in this dark world of sorrow,
We, with tears, our sin must mourn.
4 But our earnest supplication,
Holy God, we raise to Thee;
Bring us to Thy blissful presence,
Make us all Thy joys to see;
Then we'll sing our Hallelujah,—
Sing to all eternity.
of him that hath seen me shall see me no more.-Job vii. 8.
OVEREIGN of Life! before Thine eye,
Lo! mortal men by thousands die.
One glance from Thee, at once, brings down
The proudest brow that wears a crown.
2 Banished, at once, from human sight To the dark grave's unchanging night, Imprisoned in that dusty bed,
We hide our solitary head.
3 The friendly band no more shall grect,
Accents familiar once and sweet;
No more the well-known features trace;
No more renew the fond embrace.
4 Yet if my Father's faithful hand
Conduct me through this gloomy land,
My soul with pleasure shall obey,
And follow where He leads the way.
5 He, nobler friends than here I leave,
In brighter, surer worlds can give ;
Or, by the beamings of His eye,
A lost creation well supply.
716 There shall be no more death.-Rev. xxi. 4.
O flesh and nature dread to die,
And timorous thoughts our minds enslave?
But grace can raise our hopes on high,
And quell the terrors of the grave.
2 What! shall we run to gain the crown,
Yet grieve to think the goal so near?
Afraid to have our labours donc,
And finish this important war?
3 Do we not dwell in clouds below,
And little know the God we love?
Why should we like this twilight so,
When all is noon in worlds above?
4 There shall we see Him face to face;
There shall we know the Great Unknown;
There Jesus with His glorious grace
Shines in full light amidst the throne.
5 When we put off this fleshly load,
We're from a thousand mischiefs free;
For ever present with our God,
Where we have wished and longed to be.
6 'Tis best,-'tis infinitely best,
To go where tempters cannot come ;
Where saints and angels ever blest
Dwell, and enjoy their heavenly home.
70 for a visit from my God,
To drive my fears of death away:
And help me through this darksome road
To realms of everlasting day.
717 The gates of death.—Ps. ix. 13.
HY should we start and fear to die?
What timorous worms we mortals are!
Death is the gate of endless joy,
And yet we dread to enter there.
2 The pains, the groans, and dying strife,
Fright our approaching souls away;
Still we shrink back again to life,
Fond of our prison and our clay.
3 0! if my Lord would come and meet,
My soul should stretch her wings in haste,
Fly fearless through death's iron gate,
Nor feel the terrors as she passed.
4 Jesus can make a dying bed
Feel soft as downy pillows are,
While on His breast I lean my head,
And breathe my life out sweetly there.
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