Text: | Rising to God |
1 Now let our souls, on wings sublime,
Rise from the vanities of time:
Draw back the parting veil, and see
The glories of eternity.
2 Born by a new celestial birth,
Why should we grovel here on earth?
Why grasp at transitory toys,
So near to heav'ns eternal joys?
3 Shall aught beguile us on the road!
When we are walking back to God?
For strangers into life we come,
And dying is but going home.
4 Welcome sweet hour of full discharge,
That sets our longing souls at large:
Unbinds our chains, breaks up our cell,
And gives us with out God to dwell.
5 To dwell with God, to feel his love,
Is the full heaven enjoy'd above;
And the sweet expectation now
Is the young dawn of heaven below.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Now let our souls, on wings sublime |
Title: | Rising to God |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1799 |
Topic: | Heaven: Longed for |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |