Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books ‎#II.LXXV

II.LXXV. Spiritual and eternal joy; or the beatific sight of Christ

1 From thee, my God, my joys shall rise,
And run eternal rounds,
Beyond the limits of the skies,
And all created bounds.

2 The holy triumphs of my soul
Shall death itself out-brave;
Leave dull mortality behind,
And fly beyond the grave.

3 There, where my blessed Jesus reigns
In heav'n's unmeasur'd space,
I'll spend a long eternity
In pleasure and in praise.

4 Millions of years my wond'ring eyes
Shall o'er thy beauties rove,
And endless ages I'll adore
The glories of thy love.

5 [Sweet Jesus! ev'ry smile of thine
Shall fresh endearments bring;
And thousand tastes of new delight
From all thy graces spring.

6 Haste, my Beloved, fetch my soul
Up to thy bless'd abode;
Fly, for my Spirit longs to see
My Saviour and my God.]

Text Information

• First Line: From thee, my God, my joys shall rise
• Title: Spiritual and eternal joy; or the beatific sight of Christ
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793

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