LXXXVIII. Fellowship with GOD

1 From all that's mortal, all that's vain,
And from this earthly clod,
Arise, my soul, and strive to gain
Sweet fellowship with God.

2 Say, what is there beneath the skies,
In all the paths thou'st trod,
Can suit thy wishes or thy joys,
Like fellowship with God?

3 Not life nor all the toys of art,
Nor pleasure's flow'ry road;
Can to my soul such bliss impart,
As fellowship with God.

4 When I am made in love to bear
Affliction's needful rod,
Light, sweet, and kind the strokes appear,
Thro' fellowship with God.

5 In fierce temptation's fiery blasts,
Or dark desertion's road,
I'm happy if I can but taste,
Some fellowship with God.

7 So when the icy hand of death
Shall chill my flowing blood,
With joy I'll yield my latest breath,
In fellowship with God.

Text Information
First Line: From all that's mortal, all that's vain
Title: Fellowship with GOD
Author: Medley
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1793
Topic: The Christian Life
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