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Go forth with joy to meet your Lord.

Go, meet Him in the sky,
Your everlasting Friend:
Your Head to glorify,

With all His saints ascend :
Ye pure in heart, obtain the grace
To see, without a veil, His face!

Ye that have here received

The unction from above,
And in His Spirit lived,
Obedient to His love,

Jesus shall claim you for His bride:
Rejoice with all the sanctified!
5 The everlasting doors

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Shall soon the saints receive,
Above yon angel powers

In glorious joy to live;

Far from a world of grief and sin,
With God eternally shut in.

(Then let us wait to hear

The trumpet's welcome sound ;
To see our Lord appear,

Watching let us be found;

When Jesus doth the heavens bow,

Be found-as, Lord, Thou find'st us now!)

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LIFT your heads, ye friends of Jesus,

Partners in His sufferings here;

Christ, to all believers precious,
Lords of lords, shall soon appear:
Mark the tokens

Of His heavenly kingdom near!
2 Close behind the tribulation
Of the last tremendous days,
See the flaming revelation,
See the universal blaze!

Earth and heaven

Melt before the Judge's face!

3 Sun and moon are both confounded,
Darkened into endless night,
When, with angel-hosts surrounded,
In His Father's glory bright,
Beams the Saviour,

Shines the everlasting Light. 4 See the stars from heaven falling, Hark! on earth the doleful cry, Men on rocks and mountains calling, While the frowning Judge draws nigh, "Hide us, hide us,

Rocks and mountains, from His eye!"

5 With what different exclamation
Shall the saints His banner see!
By the tokens of His passion,
By the marks received for me,
All discern Him,

All with shouts cry out, ""Tis He!"

6 Yes, the prize shall now be given,
We His open face shall see ;
Love, the earnest of our heaven,
Love, our full reward shall be;
Love shall crown us

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Kings through all eternity!

Describing Heaven.

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OW weak the thoughts, and vain,
Of self-deluding men ;

Men, who, fixed to earth alone,
Think their houses shall endure,
Fondly call their lands their own,
To their distant heirs secure.

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How happy, then, are we,

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Who build, O Lord, on Thee! What can our foundation shock? Though the shattered earth remove, Stands our city on a rock,

On the rock of heavenly Love.

A house we call our own,

Which cannot be o'erthrown:
In the general ruin sure,

Storms and earthquakes it defies;

Built immovably secure;

Built eternal in the skies.

High on Immanuel's land

We see the fabric stand;

From a tottering world remove

To our steadfast mansions there :
Our inheritance above

Cannot pass from heir to heir.

5 Those amaranthine bowers
(Unalienably ours)

Bloom, our infinite reward,
Rise, our permanent abode ;
From the founded world prepared ;
Purchased by the blood of God.

6 O might we quickly find
The place for us designed;
See the long-expected day
Of our full redemption here:
Let the shadows flee away,
Let the new-made world

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appear.

High on Thy great white throne,
O King of Saints, come down;

In the new Jerusalem

Now triumphantly descend;
Let the final trump proclaim
Joys begun which ne'er shall end.

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4-8s & 2-6s.

J. WESLEY. 1747.

OW happy is the pilgrim's lot!
How free from every anxious thought,
From worldly hope and fear!

Confined to neither court nor cell,
His soul disdains on earth to dwell,
He only sojourns here.

2 His happiness in part is mine,
Already saved from low design,
From every creature-love;
Blest with the scorn of finite good,
My soul is lightened of its load,
And seeks the things above.

3 The things eternal I pursue;
A happiness beyond the view
Of those that basely pant
For things by nature felt and seen;
Their honours, wealth, and pleasures mean,
I neither have nor want.

4 (I have no babes to hold me here;
But children more securely dear
For mine I humbly claim,
Better than daughters or than sons,
Temples divine of living stones,
Inscribed with Jesu's name.)

5 (No foot of land do I possess,
No cottage in this wilderness;
A poor wayfaring man,

I lodge awhile in tents below,
Or gladly wander to and fro,
Till I my Canaan gain.)

6 Nothing on earth I call my own;
A stranger, to the world unknown,
I all their goods despise ;

I trample on their whole delight,
And seek a country out of sight,
A country in the skies.

7 There is my house and portion fair;
My treasure and my heart are there,
And my abiding home;

For me my elder brethren stay,
And angels beckon me away,
And Jesus bids me come.

8 (I come, thy servant, Lord, replies ;-
come to meet Thee in the skies,
And claim my heavenly rest!

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Now let the pilgrim's journey end:
Now, O my Saviour, Brother, Friend,
Receive me to Thy breast!)

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HERE is a land of
pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign:
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.

2 There everlasting spring abides,
And never-withering flowers:
Death, like a narrow sea, divides
This heavenly land from ours.
3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood
Stand dressed in living green:

So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
While Jordan rolled between.

4 But timorous mortals start and shrink
To cross this narrow sea;
And linger, shivering on the brink,
And fear to launch away.

5 O could we make our doubts remove,
Those gloomy doubts that rise,

And see the Canaan that we love,
With unbeclouded eyes;

6 Could we but climb where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o'er,

Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood,
Should fright us from the shore.

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