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287 HYMNS.
And love and joy and triumph spread
Thro’ all th’ assemblies of the skies.
* He smiles, and seraphs tune their songs
To boundless rapture while they gaze ;
Ten thousand thousand joyful tongues
Resound his everlasting praise.
5 There all the foll’wers of the Lamb
Shall join at last the heav’nly choir;
O may the joy-inspiring theme
Awake our fkiih and warm desire f
€ Dear Saviour, let thy Spirit seal
Our int’rest in that blissful place;
’Till death remove this mortal veil,
And we behold thy lovely face.
287.
TAe Hope, of Heaven our Support under Trials
on Earth.
1 Y/V^HEN I can read my title clear
' ' To mansions in the skies,
I bid farewell to ev’ry fear.
And wipe my weeping eyes.
2 Should earth against my soul engage.
And hellish darts be hurl’d.
Then I can smile at Satan’s rage.
And face a frowning world.
3 Let cares like a wild deluge come.
And storms of sorrow fall,
May I but safely reach my home.
My God, my heav’n, my all.
4 There shall I bathe my weary soul
In seas of heav’nly rest,
And not ^ wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.