1 O happy souls, who live on high!
While men lie groveling here,
Their hopes are fix'd above the sky,
And faith forbids their fear.
2 Their conscience knows no secret stings,
While grace and joy combine
To form a life, whose holy springs
Are hidden and divine.
3 Their pleasures rise from things unseen,
Beyond this world of time,
Where neither eyes nor ears have been,
Nor thoughts of mortals climb.
4 They want no pomp nor royal throne
To raise their honours here;
Content and pleas'd to live unknown
Till Christ their life appear.
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First Line: | O happy souls, who live on high! |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1789 |
Topic: | Faith, Holiness and moral Virtues: The hidden Life of a Christian |
Notes: | Public Domain. |