The Psalms Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithfully translated into English Metre ‎#XLIV

XLIV. The beatifick 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.
The holy Triumphs of my Soul
shall Death itself out brave,
Leave dull Mortality behind,
and fly beyond the Grave.

2 There where my blessed Jesus reigns,
in Heav'n's unmeasur'd Space,
I'll spend a long Eternity
in Pleasure and in Praise.
Millions of Years my wond'ring Eyes
shall o'er thy Beauties rove,
And endless Ages I'll adore,
the Glories of thy Love.

3 Sweet Jesus, ev'ry Smile of thine
shall fresh Endearments bring;
And thousand Tastes of new Delight
from all thy Graces spring.
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: The beatifick Sight of Christ
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1773
• Notes: Public Domain.

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