Wesley Corpus

And sighing is no more ; Subject then to no decay, Heavenly bodies they put on, Swifter than the lightning's ray, And brighter than the sun. 3 But their greatest happiness, Their highest joy, shall be, God their Saviour to possess, To know, and love, and see : With that beatific sight Glorious ecstasy is given ; This is their supreme delight, And makes a heaven of heaven. 4 Him beholding face to face, To him they glory give, Bless his name and sing his praise, As long as God shall live. While eternal ages roll, Thus employ'd in heaven they are : Lord, receive my happy soul WTith all thy servants there! HYMN 732. l. m. " They rest from their labours, and their works do follow them." 1 HHHE saints who die of Christ possest, A Enter into immediate rest ; 660 Time, Death, and For them no further test remains, Of purging fires, and torturing pains. 2 Who trusting in their Lord depart, Cleansed from all sin, and pure in heart, The bliss unmix'd, the glorious prize, They find with Christ in Paradise. 3 Close follow'd by their works they go, Their Master's purchased joy to know ; Their works enhance the bliss prepared, And each hath its distinct reward. 4 Yet glorified by grace alone, They cast their crowns before the throne And fill the echoing courts above, With praises of redeeming love. HYMN 733. c m. The Hope of Heaven. 1 T TOW happy every child of grace, -*- -■- Who knows his sins forgiven ! This earth, he cries, is not my place I seek my place in heaven ; A country far from mortal sight ; -- Yet, O ! by faith I see The land of rest, the saints' delight, The heaven prepared for me. 2 A stranger in the world below, I calmly sojourn here ; Nor can its happiness or woe Provoke my hope or fear : Its evils in a moment end, Its joys as soon are past ; But, O ! the bliss to which I tend Eternally shall last. 3 To that Jerusalem above With singing I repair ; the future State. 661 While in the flesh, my hope and love, My heart and soul, are there : There my exalted Saviour stands, My merciful High -Priest, And still extends his wounded hands