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L.M. 6 lines. C. Wesley. 1762.

Rev. ii. 11-17.
MHOU, Lord, on whom I still depend,

1. Shalt keep me faithful to the end :
I trust Thy truth, and love, and power,
Shall save me till my latest hour;
And when I lay this body down,

Reward with an immortal crown. 2 Jesus, in Thy great name I go

To conquer death, my final foe!
And when I quit this cumbrous clay,
And soar on angels' wings away,
My soul the second death defies,

And reigns eternal in the skies.
3 Eye hath not seen, ear hath not heard,

What Christ hath for His saints prepared,
Who conquer through their Saviour's might,
Who sink into perfection's height,
And trample death beneath their feet,

And gladly die their Lord to meet. 4 Dost thou desire to know and see,

What thy mysterious name shall be ?
Contending for thy heavenly home,
Thy latest foe in death o'ercome;
Till then thou searchest out in vain,
What only conquest can explain.

89. C. WESLEY. 1762. T LONG to behold Him arrayed

With glory and light from above,
The King in His beauty displayed,

His beauty of holiest love :
I languish and sigh to be there,

Where Jesus hath fixed His abode ;
O when shall we meet in the air,

And fly to the mountain of God ! 2 With Him I on Sion shall stand,

(For Jesus hath spoken the word,)

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Isa. xxxiii. 17.

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The breadth of Immanuel's land

Survey by the light of my Lord ;
But when, on Thy bosom reclined,

Thy face I am strengthened to see,
My fulness of rapture I find,

My heaven of heavens, in Thee.
3 How happy the people that dwell

Secure in the city above!
No pain the inhabitants feel,

No sickness or sorrow shall prove.
Physician of souls, unto me

Forgiveness and holiness give;
And then from the body set free,
And then to the city receive !
C.M.

1801. TERUSALEM, my happy home!

Name ever dear to me!
When shall my labours have an end,

In joy, and peace, and thee ? 2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls

And pearly gates behold ?
Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong,

And streets of shining gold ? 3 0, when, thou city of my God,

Shall I thy courts ascend,
Where evermore the angels sing,

Where Sabbaths have no end ? 4 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom,

Nor sin nor sorrow know :
Blest seats ! through rude and stormy scenes

I onward press to you. 5 Why should I shrink from pain and woe!

Or feel at death, dismay?
I've Canaan's goodly land in view,

And realms of endless day.
6 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there

Around my Saviour stand ;

And soon my friends in Christ below,

Will join the glorious band.
7 Jerusalem, my happy home!

My soul still pants for thee;
Then shall my labours have an end

When I thy joys shall see.

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Lange. 1701.
"Hymns from the Land of Luther." (1860).
W HAT no human eye hath seen,

What no mortal ear hath heard,
What on thought hath never been

In its noblest flights conferred,
This hath God prepared in store

For His people evermore !
2 When upon my wearied ear

Earth's last echoes faintly die,
Then shall angel harps draw near,

All the chorus of the sky;
Long-hushed voices blend again,

Sweetly, in that welcome strain.
3 Here were sweet and varied tones,

Bird, and breeze, and fountain's fall,
Yet Creation's travail-groans,

Ever sadly sighed through all ;
There no discord jars the air,

Harmony is perfect there!
4 Jesus reigns, the Life, the Sun,

Of that wondrous world above;
All the clouds and storms are gone,

All is light, and all is love;
All the shadows melt away
In the blaze of perfect day!

C.M. STENNETT. 1787.
IN Jordan's stormy bank I stand,
U And cast a wishful eye
To Canaan's fair and happy land,
Where my possessions lie.

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Vanaan's faia wishful ink I stand. 1787.

The breadth of Immanuel's land

Survey by the light of my Lord ;
But when, on Thy bosom reclined,

Thy face I am strengthened to see,
My fulness of rapture I find,

My heaven of heavens, in Thee.
3 How happy the people that dwell

Secure in the city above !
No pain the inhabitants feel,

No sickness or sorrow shall prove.
Physician of souls, unto me

Forgiveness and holiness give;
And then from the body set free,

And then to the city receive !
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C.M.

1801.
Rev. xxi, and xxii.
TERUSALEM, my happy home!
J Name ever dear to me!
When shall my labours have an end,

In joy, and peace, and thee? 2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls

And pearly gates behold ?
Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong,

And streets of shining gold ? 3 O, when, thou city of my God,

Shall I thy courts ascend,
Where evermore the angels sing,

Where Sabbaths have no end ?
4 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom,

Nor sin nor sorrow know :
Blest seats ! through rude and stormy scenes

I onward press to you.
5 Why should I shrink from pain and woe!

Or feel at death, dismay ?
I've Canaan's goodly land in view,

And realms of endless day.
6 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there

Around my Saviour stand;

4 There happror sorrow knowind stormy scene

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And soon my friends in Christ below,

Will join the glorious band.
7 Jerusalem, my happy home!

My soul still pants for thee;
Then shall my labours have an end
When I thy joys shall see.
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Lange. 1701.
"Hymns from the Land of Luther." (1860).
THAT no human eye hath seen,

What no mortal ear hath heard,
What on thought hath never been

In its noblest flights conferred,
This hath God prepared in store

For His people evermore!
2 When upon my wearied ear

Earth's last echoes faintly die,
Then shall angel harps draw near,

All the chorus of the sky;
Long-hushed voices blend again,

Sweetly, in that welcome strain.
3 Here were sweet and varied tones,

Bird, and breeze, and fountain's fall,
Yet Creation's travail-groans,

Ever sadly sighed through all ;
There no discord jars the air,

Harmony is perfect there!
4 Jesus reigns, the Life, the Sun,

Of that wondrous world above;
All the clouds and storms are gone,

All is light, and all is love;
All the shadows melt away
In the blaze of perfect day!

STENNETT. 1787.
N Jordan's stormy bank I stand,

And cast a wishful eye
To Canaan's fair and happy land,

Where my possessions lie.

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