1 Come on, my partners in distress,
My comrades through the wilderness,
Who still your bodies feel;
Awhile forget your griefs and fears,
And look beyond the vale of tears
To that celestial hill.
2 Beyond the bounds of time and space
Look forward to that heav'nly place,
The saint’s secure abode:
On faith’s strong eagle-pinions rise,
And force your passage to the skies,
And scale the mount of God.
3 Who suffer with our Master here,
We shall before his face appear
And by his side sit down:
To patient faith the prize is sure;
And all that to the end endure
The cross, shall wear the crown.
4 Thrice blessed bliss, inspiring hope;
It lifts the fainting spirits up,
It brings to life the dead!
Our conflicts here shall soon be past,
And you and I ascend at last,
Triumphant with our Head.
5 That great mysterious Deity
We soon with open face shall see;
The beatific sight
Shall fill the heav'nly courts with praise,
And wide diffuse the golden blaze
Of everlasting light.
6 The Father shining on his throne,
The glorious co-eternal Son,
The spirit, one and sev'n,
Conspire our rapture to complete;
And lo! we fall before his feet,
And silence heightens heav'n.
7 In hope of that extatic pause,
Jesus, we now sustain thy cross,
And at thy footstool fall,
Till thou our hidden life reveal,
Till thou our God is all in all.
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