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CCVII. THE SAME.

Hymn 17.

[How happy the pair, Whom Jesus unites]

How happy the pair, Whom Jesus unites
In friendship to share Angelic delights,
Whose chaste conversation Is coupled with fear,
Whose sure expectation Is holiness here!
My Jesus, my Lord, Thy grace I commend,
So kind to afford My weakness a friend!
Thy only good pleasure On me hath bestow'd
An heavenly treasure, A servant of God.
Appointed by Thee, We meet in Thy name,
And meekly agree To follow the Lamb,
To track Thy example, The world to disdain,
And constantly trample On pleasure and pain.
Rejoicing in hope We humbly go on,
And daily take up The pledge of our crown,
In doing and bearing The will of our Lord
We still are preparing To meet our reward.
The heavenly prize Is ever in view,
Till both shall arise, Created anew;
That first resurrection We pant to attain,
Go on to perfection, And suffer to reign.
O Jesus, appear, No longer delay
To sanctify here, And bear us away:
The end of our meeting On earth let us see,
Triumphantly sitting In glory with Thee.