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PROSPECT OF HEAVEN.
4th P. M. 886, 886. Bliss-inspiring hope. TOME on, my partners in distress,
My comrades through the wilderness, Who still your bodies feel : Awhile forget your griefs and fears, And look beyond this vale of tears,
To that celestial hill. 2 Beyond the bounds of time and space, Look forward to that heavenly place,
The saints' secure abode;
And scale the mount of God.
And by his side sit down;
The cross, shall wear the crown.
It brings to life the dead :
Triumphant with our Head.
The beatific sight Shall fill the heavenly courts with praise, And wide diffuse the golden blaze
Of everlasting light.
Who knows his sins forgiven!
I seek my place in heaven:
Yet, O, by faith I see;
The heaven prepared for me.
While here on earth we stay,
And ante-date that day :
Our life in Christ conceal'd, -
Our earthen vessels fill'd. 3 () would he more of heaven bestow !
And when the vessels break,
To grasp the God we seek;
Who bought the sight for me;
To all eternity.
C. M. Continued.- Endless bliss in prospect. STRANGER in the world below
I calmly sojourn here; Nor can its happiness or wo
Provoke my hope or fear :
Its joys as soon are past:
Eternally shall last.
2 To that Jerusalem above,
With singing I repair ; While in the flesh, my hope and love,
My heart and soul, are there. There my exalted Saviour stands,
My merciful High Priest; And still extends his wounded hands,
To take me to his breast. 928
Unbounded glories rise,
Unknown to mortal eyes.
But half its charms explore,
And dwell on earth no more!
Realms ever bright and fair ; For sin, the source of mortal wo,
Can never enter there. 4 O may the prospect fire
Our hearts with ardent love, Till wings of faith, and strong desire,
Bear every thought above. 5 Prepared, by grace divine,
For thy bright courts on high, Lord, bid our spirits rise and join
The chorus of the sky. 929
alone e; Walking in all his ways, they find Their heaven on earth begun.
And saved by grace
2 The church triumphant in thy love,
Their mighty joys we know :
And we in hymns below. 3 Thee in thy glorious realm they praise,
And bow before thy throne ; We in the kingdom of thy grace:
The kingdoms are but one.
And thence our spirits rise;
Shall meet thee in the skies.
C. M. The heavenly Canaan. THERE is a land of pure delight, Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain. 2 There cverlasting spring abides,
And never-with’ring flowers : Death, like a narrow sea, divides
This heavenly land from ours. 3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood
Stand dress'd in living green; So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
While Jordan roll'd between. 4 Could we but climb where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flen,
Should fright us from the shore. 931
Where my possessions lie.
2 0 the transporting, rapturous scene,
That rises to iny sight!
And rivers of delight.
On trees immortal grow; There rock, and hill, and brook, and vale,
With milk and honey flow.
Shines one eternal day;
And scatters night away. 5 No chilling winds, or pois’nous breath,
Can reach that healthful shore; Sickness and sorrow, pain and death,
Are felt and fear'd no more. 6 When shall I reach that happy place,
And be forever blest?
And in his bosom rest? 7 Filld with delight, my raptured soul
Would here no longer stay: Though Jordan's waves around me roll,
Fearless I'd launch away.
From infancy to age,
His rest at every stage. 2 Thither his soul ascends.
Eternal joys to share;
While here he kneels in prayer.