Meditation of heaven;
or, The joy of faith.
My thoughts surmount these lower skies
And look within the veil;
There springs of endless pleasure rise,
The waters never fail.
There I behold with sweet delight
The blessed Three in One;
And strong affections fix my sight
On God’s incarnate Son.
His promise stands for ever firm,
His grace shall ne’er depart;
He binds my name upon his arm,
And seals it on his heart.
Light are the pains that’ nature brings,
How short our sorrows are,
When with eternal future things,
The present we compare!
I would not be a stranger still
To that celestial place,
Where I for ever hope to dwell
Near my Redeemer’s face.