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Amen, so let it be!

Life from the dead is in that word: "Tis Immortality.

Here in the body pent,

Absent from Him I roam;

Yet nightly pitch my moving tent
A day's march nearer home.

My Father's house on high,
Home of my soul, how near

At times, to faith's foreseeing eye,
Thy golden gates appear!

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To reach the land I love,

The bright inheritance of saints-
Jerusalem above.

For ever with the Lord!
Father, if 'tis Thy will,

The promise of that faithful word,
E'en here to me fulfil.

Be Thou at my right hand,
Then can I never fail ;

Uphold Thou me, so I shall stand,
Fight, and I must prevail.

So when my latest breath
Shall rend the veil in twain,

By death I shall escape from death,
And life eternal gain.

Knowing as I am known,

How shall I love that word!

And oft repeat before the throne,
For ever with the Lord!

JAMES MONTGOMERY. 1835.

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OF HEAVEN.

4 Harps of solemn sound above,
Swell loud praises to His love;
Oh! how sweet their sound will be,-
Is there one prepared for me?

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1 TH

S. WATSON.

It doth not yet appear what we
shall be.-1 John iii. 2.

HERE is a heaven of perfect peace,
The eternal throne is there;

But what that tearless region is

It doth not yet appear.

2 And there are angels strong and fair, Who know not sin nor fear;

But what the robes of white they wear
It doth not yet appear.

3 And there are ransomed spirits, too,
Who once were pilgrims here;
But how the Saviour's face they view
It doth not yet appear.

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1

I go to prepare a place for you.
John xiv. 2.

MANSIONS are prepared above.

By the gracious God of love;
Many will those mansions see,-
Is there one prepared for me?

2 Crowns that dazzle human eye,
Wait for those who reach the sky,
Many will those bright crowns be,-
Is there one prepared for me?

3 Robes of spotless white are given,
By the glorious King of heaven;
All can have them, they are free,-
Is there one prepared for me?

5 Lord Jesus, be our Guide;

Oh, lead us safely on,

Till night and grief and sin and death Are past, and heaven is won!

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88.

F. M. KNOLLIS. 1860.

The things which are not seen. 2 Cor. iv. 18.

Whetountry so bright and so fair;

E speak of the realms of the blest,

And oft are its glories confessed-
But what must it be to be there?

2 We speak of its pathways of gold,
Its walls decked with jewels so rare;
Its wonders and pleasures untold,
But what must it be to be there?

3 We speak of its service of love,
The robes which the glorified wear,
The Church of the Firstborn above-
But what must it be to be there?

4 We speak of its freedom from sin;
From sorrow, temptation, and care,
From trials without and within-
But what must it be to be there?

5 Do Thou, Lord, 'midst pleasure or woe,
For heaven our spirits prepare;
Then soon shall we joyfully know
And feel what it is to be there.

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ELIZABETH MILLS. 1829.

C. M.

There shall be no night there.
Rev. xxii. 5.

HAPPY land! O happy land!

10 slants and angels dweil,

We long to join that glorious band,
And all their anthems swell.

But every voice in yonder throng
On earth has breathed a prayer;
No lips untaught may join that song,
Or learn the music there.

2 The saints in light! the saints in light! What joys to them are given;

Their robes are pure, their crowns are bright,

Their peaceful home is heaven. Their robes are cleansed from every stain, By bleeding, dying love;

On earth they served, and now they reign As kings and priests above.

3 Thou heavenly Friend! Thou heavenly Oh, teach us how to pray:

[Friend!

Now let Thy pardoning grace descend,
And take our sins away.

Be all our fresh, our youthful days,
To Thy blest service given⚫

Then we shall meet to sing Thy raise,
A ransomed band in heaven.

ELIZABETH PARSON, 1836.

In its waters is found; Oh, sinner, it flows for thee!

10s.

He hath prepared for them a city.
Heb. xi. 16.

1 JOYFULLY, joyfully onward we move,

Bound to the land of bright spirits above;

Jesus our Saviour, in mercy says Come!
Joyfully, joyfully haste to your home.
Soon will our pilgrimage end here below,
Soon to the presence of God we shall go;
Then, if to Jesus our hearts have been
given.

Joyfully, joyfully, rest we in heaven.

2 Teachers and kindred have passed on before, [shore, Waiting, they watch us approaching the Singing to cheer us, while passing along, Joyfully, joyfully, haste to your home. Sounds of sweet music there ravish the ear; [shall hear, Harps of the blessed, your strains we Filling with harmony heaven's high dome: Joyfully, joyfully, Jesus, we come.

3 Death with his arrow may soon lay us low,

Safe in our Saviour, we fear not the blow; Jesus hath broken the bars of the tomb; Joyfully, joyfully, will we go home. Bright will the morn of eternity dawn, Death will be conquered, his sceptre be [roam, Over the plains of sweet Canaan we'll Joyfully, joyfully, safely at home.

gone;

E. H. HUNTER. 1870.

The redeemed shall come with singing to Zion.-Isa. li. 11.

He swelling

ARK! hark, my soul, angelic songs [wave-beat shore: O'er earth's green fields, and ocean's How sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling, [more.

Of that new life when sin shall be no Angels of Jesus, angels of light, Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night!

2 Onward we go, for still we hear them singing,

[come:"

"Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you And through the dark, its echoes sweetly

ringing,

The music of the Gospel leads us home.

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8.7.

Gather My saints together unto Me.
Ps. 1. 5.

1 CHALL we gather at the river,
Where bright angel feet have trod,
With its crystal tide for ever
Flowing by the throne of God?
Cho.-Yes, we'll gather at the river,

The beautiful, the beautiful
river,

Gather with the saints at the river
That flows by the throne of God.

2 On the margin of the river,
Washing up its silver spray,
We will walk and worship ever,
All the happy golden day.

3 Ere we reach the shining river,
Lay we every burden down;
Grace our spirits will deliver,

And provide a robe and crown.

4 At the smiling of the river,

Mirror of the Saviour's face,
Saints whom death will never sever
Lift their songs of saving grace.

5 Soon we'll reach the shining river,
Soon our pilgrimage will cease;
Soon our happy hearts will quiver
With the inelody of peace.
R. LOWRY. 1870.

My Father's house.-John xiv. 2. H, think of the home over there, By the side of the river of light, Where the saints, all immortal and fair, Are robed in their garments of white. Cho.-Over there, over there,

Oh, think of the home over there.

D. W. C. HUNTINGDON.

8.6.8.6.

Caught up into Paradise.
2 Cor. xii. 4.

PARADISE! O Paradise!
Who doth not crave for rest?
Who would not seek the happy land
Where they that loved are blest?

Cho.-Where loyal hearts and true
Stand ever in the light,

All rapture through and through,
In God's most holy sight.

2 The highest hopes we cherish here,
How fast they tire and faint!
How many a spot defiles the robe
That wraps an earthly saint!
Oh, for a heart that never sins,
Oh, for a soul washed white,
Oh, for a voice to praise our King,
Nor weary day nor night!

3 Here faith is ours, and heavenly hope, And grace to lead us higher;

But there are perfectness and peace,
Beyond our best desire:

Oh, by Thy love and anguish, Lord,
Oh, by Thy life laid down,

Oh, that we fall not from Thy grace,
Nor cast away our crown!

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C. F. ALEXANDER. 1853.

7.6.

Israel then shall dwell in safety.
Deut. xxxiii. 28.

AFE in the arms of Jesus,

SA

Safe on His gentle breast,
There by His love o'ershaded,
Sweetly my soul shall rest.
Hark! 'tis the voice of angels
Borne in a song to me,
Over the fields of glory,

Over the jasper sea.

Cho.-Safe in the arms of Jesus,

Safe on His gentle breast, There by His love o'ershaded, Sweetly my soul shall rest.

2 Safe in the arms of Jesus,
Safe from corroding care,

Safe from the world's temptations,
Sin cannot harm me there.
Free from the blight of sorrow,
Free from my doubts and fears;
Only a few more trials,

Only a few more tears!

3 Jesus, my heart's dear refuge,
Jesus has died for me;
Firm on the Rock of Ages
Ever my trust shall be.

Here let me wait with patience,
Wait till the night is o'er;

Wait till I see the morning
Break on the golden shore.