Verse 1

COME on, my partners in distress, My comrades through the wilderness, Who still your bodies feel; Awhile forget your griefs and fears, And look beyond this vale of tears, To that celestial hill.

Verse 2

Beyond the bounds of time and space, Look forward to that heavenly place, The saints’ secure abode: On faith’s strong eagle-pinions rise, And force your passage to the skies, And scale the mount of God.

Verse 3

Who suffer with our Master here, We shall before his face appear, And by his side sit down; To patient faith the prize is sure, And all that to the end endure The cross, shall wear the crown.

Verse 4

Thrice blessed, bliss-inspiring hope! It lifts the fainting spirits up, It brings to life the dead; Our conflicts here shall soon be past, And you and I ascend at last, Triumphant with our Head.

Verse 5

That great mysterious Deity We soon with open face shall see; The beatific sight Shall fill heaven’s sounding courts with praise, And wide diffuse the golden blaze Of everlasting light.

Verse 6

The Father shining on his throne, The glorious co-eternal Son, The Spirit, one and seven, Conspire our rapture to complete; And lo! we fall before his feet, And silence heightens heaven.

Verse 7

In hope of that ecstatic pause, Jesus, we now sustain the cross, And at thy footstool fall; Till thou our hidden life reveal, Till thou our ravished spirits fill, And God is all in all!

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