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814< HYMNS. [PART fr
6 Ev’n here, from Canaan’s fertile fields, i 1
Some earnest of the fruits we share;
And if the taste such pleasure yields,
How sweet to be for ever there !
7 Lord let the years roll swiftly on,
That we may take our place above,
May there proclaim what thou hast done,
And sing thine everlasting love.
314.
True happiness found.
1 TTAPPINESS, thou lovely name.
Where’s thy seat, O tell me where?
Learning, pleasure, wealth, and fame.
All cry out, “ It is not here.”
Not the wisdom of the wise
Can inform me where it lies ;
Not the grandeur of the great
Can the bliss I seek create.
2 Object of my first desire,
Jesus, crucified for me.
All to happiness aspire.
Only to be found in thee :
Thee to praise, and thee to know.
Constitute our bliss below;
Thee to see, and thee to love.
Constitute our bliss above.
3 Lord, it is not life to live.
If thy presence thou deny ;
Lord, if thou thy presence give
’Tis no longer death to die:
Source and giver of repose,
Singly from thy smile it flows;
Peace and happiness are thine.
Mine they are, if thou art mine.