4. Our weary spirits faint to see
The light of thy returning face,
And hear the language of those lips,
Where God has shed his richest

grace. 5. Haste then upon the wings of love, Rouse all the pious sleeping clay, That we may join in heavenly joys, And sing the triumph of that day.

HEAVEN.

406 C. M. Heaven invisible and holy.

WATTS.

NOR eye hath seen, nor ear has heard,
Nor sense, nor reason known,

What joys the Father has prepared,
For those that love the Son.

2. But the good Spirit of the Lord
Reveals a heaven to come;
The beams of glory in his word
Allure and guide us home.

3. Pure are the joys above the sky,
And all the region peace;
No wanton lips, nor envious eye,
Can see or taste the bliss.

4. Those holy gates for ever bar
Pollution, sin, and shame;

None shall obtain admittance there,
But followers of the Lamb.

5. He keeps the Father's book of life
There all their names are found;
The hypocrite in vain shall strive
To tread the heavenly ground.

407

C. M. The same.

FAR from these narrow scenes of night,
Unbounded glories rise;

And realms of infinite delight,
Unknown to mortal eyes.

2. Fair distant land!-could mortal eyes
But half its charms explore,
How would our spirits long to rise,
And dwell on earth no more!

3. No cloud those blissful regions know,
For ever bright and fair!

For sin, the source of mortal wo,
Can never enter there.

4. There no alternate night is known,
Nor sun's faint sickly ray;

But glory, from the sacred Throne,
Spreads everlasting day.

5. O may the heavenly prospect fire
Our hearts with ardent love;
Till wings of faith and strong desire,
Bear every thought above.

408

C. M. The Joys of Heaven.

STEELE.

COME, Lord, and warm each languid heart,
Inspire each lifeless tongue;

And let the joys of heaven impart,

Their influence to our song.

2. Sorrow and pain, and every care,
And discord there shall cease;
And perfect joy, and love sincere,
Adorn the realms of peace.

3. There on a throne, (how dazzling bright!)
The exalted Saviour shines;
And beams ineffable delight,

On all the heavenly minds.

4. There shall the followers of the Lamb,
Join in immortal songs;

And endless honours to His name
Employ their tuneful tongues.

5. Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love,
Our feeble notes inspire;

Till, in thy blissful courts above,

409

We join the angelic choir.

L. M. The same.

BROWNE.

HEAVEN! 'tis a sound delights the ear,

Revives and ravishes the heart:

O may I dwell for ever there,
And in its pleasures bear a part!
2. There light, essential light and day,
Fresh streaming from the face of God,
For ever drives all night away,

And sheds delight through that abode.
3. Each happy saint, with glad surprise,
In His own light his God shall see :
While boundless charms attract the eyes,
The vision will extatic be.

4. Nor will the high enjoyment tire,
Nor old the satisfaction grow:

Enjoyment will improve desire,
And that no disappointment know.
5. The body too will be refined,
And like its Saviour's body shine :
Fit partner for a heavenly mind,
Still satisfied with joys divine.
6. O may I dwell for ever there,
Its glories see, its pleasures taste!
Long weaned from all enjoyment here,
I pant for that eternal feast,

410 L.M. The New Heavens and New Earth.

DoDDRIDGE.

LIFT up, ye saints, your weeping eyes, Banish your sorrows and your sighs; Turn all your groans to joyful songs, Which Jesus dictates to your tongues. 2. Thus saith the Saviour from his throne, ، Behold all former things are gone, ، Past like an anxious dream away, Chased by the golden beams of day. 3. See in celestial pomp arrayed,

A new-created world displayed ;

• Mark with what light its prospects shine! ، How grand, how various, how divine ! 4. ، There my own gentle hand shall dry Each tear from each o'erflowing eye, ، And open wide my friendly breast, ، To soothe the weary soul to rest. 5. No more shall grief assail your heart, No boding fear, no piercing smart: ، For ever there my people dwell, Beyond the range of death and hell,'

6. Vain king of ten ors, boast no more, Thine ancient wide-extended power; Each saint in life, with Christ his Head, Shall reign, when thou thyself art dead. 411 L. M. The Blessedness of Glorified Martyrs. WHO are they, clothed in radiant white, That stand around yon golden throne;

Their garments of celestial light,

Pure with a lustre not their own?

2. These are the saints, who once below, Walked in the path their Master trod ; Midst pain, and mockery, and wo,

And scorching flames, they sought their God. 3. Through His dear might who once was slain, Firm at the burning stake they stood, And washed, from every guilty stain, Their garments in his precious blood. 4. Therefore around the throne they stand, And in his holy temple shine; Rich in the joy of his right hand, Robed in his righteousness divine. 5. In those blest realms of endless day, The Lamb shall all their wants supply; And God's own hand shall wipe away The falling tear from every eye.

412

112th. Happiness of the Redeemed in Heaven. HAIL! blessed scenes of endless joy,

Where Christ in boundless glory reigns;
Where nothing hurtful shall annoy,
But gladness fill the happy plains:
Free from all sin, and from all fear,
None shall e'er sigh, or shed a tear.