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1 For ever with the Lord!
Amen, so let it be!
Life from the dead is in that word;
'Tis immortality.
2 Here in the body pent,
Absent from Him I roam,
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent
A day's march nearer home.
3 My Father's house on high,
Home of my soul, how near
At times to faith's far-seeing eye
Thy golden gates appear!
4 Ah, then my spirit faints
To reach the land I love,
The bright inheritance of saints,
Jerusalem above.
5 Yet clouds will intervene,
And all my prospect flies;
Like Noah's dove, I flit between
Rough seas and stormy skies.
6 Anon the clouds depart,
The winds and waters cease,
While sweetly o'er my gladdened heart,
Expands the bow of peace.
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First Line: | For ever with the Lord |
Meter: | S. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1871 |