4 While thrones, dominions, princedoms, powers, And saints made perfect triumph thus: A goodly heritage is ours, There is a heaven on earth for us. 5 The church of Christ, the school of grace, The Spirit teaching by the word! In those our Saviour's steps we trace;" 624 The holy city, new Jerusalem. Rev. 21, 2. 1 Jame ever dear to me! When shall my labours have an end, 2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built And pearly gates behold; [walls Thy bulwarks with salvation strong, 3 O when, thou city of my God, 4 There happier bowers than Eden's [woe, 5 Why should I shrink from pain and 6 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there 7 Jerusalem, my happy home! My soul still pants for thee; Then shall my labours have an end When I thy joys shall see. S.M. 625 The former things are passed away.-Rev. 21, 4. 1 THE people of the Lord 2 3 4 5 Are on their way to heaven; There they obtain their great reward, Tis conflict here below; Tis triumph there, and peace: Tis gloom and darkness here; There rest shall follow toil, The victors there divide the spoil; Then let us joyful sing! The conflict is not long: We hope in heaven to praise our King, In one eternal song. S.M. 626 So shall we ever be with the Lord. 1 2 3 FOR 1 Thess. 4, 17. OR ever with the Lord! Life from the dead is in that word; Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam; Yet nightly pitch my moving tent, My Father's house on high, 4 My thirsty spirit faints To reach the land I love, The bright inheritance of saints, 5 For ever with the Lord! Father, if tis Thy will, 6 The promise of that faithful word, Be Thou at my right hand, Uphold Thou me, so shall I stand, 7 So when my latest breath, 8 Knowing as I am known, How shall I love that word! And oft repeat before the throne, For ever with the Lord! C.M. 627 Redeemed from among men.—Rev. 14, 4. 1 GIVE me the wings of faith to rise Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys, How bright their glories be. 2 Once they were mourning here below, Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, 4 They marked the footsteps that He 5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise, For His own pattern given; While the long cloud of witnesses C.M. 628 Death is swallowed up in victory. -1 Cor. 15, 54. 1 FROM Thee, my God, my joys shall And run eternal rounds, Beyond the limits of the skies, And all created bounds. [risc, 2 The holy triumphs of my soul 3 There, where my blessed Jesus reigns, In pleasure and in praise. 4 Millions of years my wondering eye 50th. 629 The inheritance of the saints in 1 ΟΝ 2 3 light.-Col. 1, 12. wings of faith, mount up, my soul, and rise: View thine inheritance beyond the skies: Nor heart can think,normortal tongue can tell, What endless pleasures in those mansions dwell: There our Redeemer lives, all bright and glorious, [victorious, O'er sin, and death, and hell, He reigns No gnawing grief, no sad, heart-rending pain, [gain; In that blest country can admission No sorrow there, no soul-tormenting fear, For God's own hand shall wipe the falling tear: There our Redeemer lives, all bright and glorious, [victorious, O'er sin, and death, and hell, He reigns Before the throne a crystal river glides, Immortal verdure decks its cheerful sides: There the fair tree of life majestic rears Its blooming head, and sovereign virtue bears: There our Redeemer lives, all bright [victorious. and glorious, O'er sin and death, and hell, He reigns 4 5 No rising sun his needless beams displays, No sickly moon emits her feeble rays; The Godhead there celestial glory sheds, [spreads: The exalted Lamb eternal radiance There our Redeemer lives, all bright and glorious, [victorious. O'er sin, and death, and hell, He reigns One distant glimpse my eager passion fires! Jesus! to Thee my longing soul aspires! When shall I at my heavenly home arrive,[begin to live ? When leave this earth, and when For there my Saviour lives, all bright and glorious, [victorious. O'er sin, and death, and hell, He reigns 8.7.8.7.7.7. 630 What are these which are arrayed in white robes ?-Rev. 7, 13. 1W Bearing the victorious palm? HO are these in dazzling brightness And in robes of purest whiteness, 2 Out of fearful tribulation They are come this joy to gain, 3 These are they who have contended For the Lamb Himself shall feed; |