1 Servant of God, well done!
Thy glorious warfare's past;
The battle's fought, the race is won,
And thou art crowned at last.
2 In condescending love,
Thy ceaseless prayer he heard;
And bade thee suddenly remove
To thy complete reward.
3 With saints enthroned on high,
Thou dost the Lord proclaim,
And still to God salvation cry--
Salvation to the Lamb!
4 Oh, happy, happy soul!
In ecstasies of praise,
Long as eternal ages roll,
Thou seest thy Saviour's face.
5 Redeemed from earth and pain,
Ah! when shall we ascend,
And all in Jesus' presence reign
With our translated friend?
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First Line: | Servant of God, well done! Thy glorious warfare's past |
Author: | C. Wesley |
Meter: | S. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Scripture: | ; |
Topic: | Life and Death; The Crowning Hour |