The Christian's Duty ‎#S.XXI

S.XXI. The Happiness of being with Christ

1 While on the Verge of Life I stand,
And view the Scene on either Hand,
My Spirit struggles with my clay,
And longs to wing its Flight away.

2 Where Jesus dwells my Soul would be;
And faints my much lov'd Lord to see;
Earth, twine no more about my Heart;
For 'tis far better to depart

3 Come, ye angelic Convoys, come,
And lead the willing Pilgrim home;
Ye Know the Way to Jesu's throne,
Source of my Joys, and of your own.

4 The blissful Interview, how sweet!
To fall transported at his Feet!
Rais'd in his Arms to see his Face
Through the full Beamings of his Grace.

5 As with a Seraphs Voice to sing!
To fly as on a Cherub's Wings!
Performing with unweary'd Hands
The present Saviour's high Commands.

6 Yet with these Prospects full in Sight,
We'll wait thy Signal for the Flight;
For, while thy Service I pursue,
I find my Heav'n begun below.

Text Information

• First Line: While on the Verge of Life I stane
• Title: The Happiness of being with Christ
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1801

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