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1 When languor and disease in vade
This trembling house of clay,
'Tis sweet to look beyond my pains,
And long to fly away.

2 Sweet to look inward, and attend
The whispers of His love;
Sweet to look upward to the place
Where Jesus pleads above.

3 Sweet to look back, and see my name
In life's fair book set down;
Sweet to look forward and behold
Eternal joys my own.

4 Sweet to reflect how grace divine
My sins on Jesus laid;

Sweet to remember that His blood
My debt of suff'ring paid.

5 Sweet in His righteousness to stand,
Which saves from second death;
Sweet to experience, day by day,
His Spirit's quick'ning breath.

6 If such the sweetness of the streams,
What must the fountain be,

Where saints and angels draw their bliss Immediately from Thee!

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Nearer leaving the cross of grief,
Nearer gaining the crown.

4 But lying dark between,

And winding through the night,

Flows on the deep and unknown stream, That leads me to the light.

5 Jesus, perfect my trust,

Strengthen my hand of faith,

And be Thou near me when I stand
Upon the shore of death.

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