1 The heavens invite mine eye,
The stars salute me round;
Father, I blush, I mourn to lie
Thus groveling on the ground.
2 My warmer spirits move,
And make attempts to fly;
I wish aloud for wings of love
To raise me swift and high.
3 Beyond those crystal vaults,
And all their sparkling balls;
They’re but the porches to Thy courts,
And paintings of Thy walls.
4 Vain world, farewell to you;
Heaven is my native air;
I bid my friends a short adieu,
Impatient to be there.
5 I feel my powers released
From their old fleshy clod;
Fair guardian, bear me up in haste,
And set me near my God.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #12187