1 O happy soul that lives on high
While men lie grovling here!
His hopes are fix'd above the sky,
And faith forbids his fear.
2 His conscience knows no secret stings,
While grace and joy combine,
To form a life whose holy springs
Are hidden and divine.
3 He waits in secret on his God,
His God in secret sees:
Let earth be all in arms abroad,
He dwells in heav'nly peace.
4 His pleasures rise from things unseen,
Beyond this world of time,
Where neither eyes nor ears have been,
Nor thoughts of mortals climb.
5 He wants no pomp nor royal throne
To raise his figure here,
Content and pleased to live alone
Till Christ his life, appear.
6 He looks to heav'n's eternal hills
To meet that glorious day:
Dear Lord, how flow thy chariot-wheels,
How long is thy delay!
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First Line: | O happy soul that lives on high |
Title: | The hidden life of a Christian |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1799 |
Topic: | Christian: Hidden life of; Church: Its future increase |