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Oh then shall the veil be removed, And round me thy brightness be poured,
I shall meet Him whom absent I loved, Shall see him whom unseen adored.
And then, never more shall the fears, The trials, temptations, and woes, Which darken this valley of tears, Intrude on my blissful repose.
Or, if yet remembered above,
Remembrance no sadness shall raise, They will be but new signs of thy love, New themes for my wonder and praise.
Thus the strokes which from sin and from pain
Shall set me eternally free,
Will but strengthen and rivet the chain Which binds me, my Saviour! to thee.