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| CCXXVI. | CCXXVI. THE SAME.
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 | The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley |  |
CCXXVI. THE SAME.
Hymn 36.
[Raised to-day above my sorrow]
Raised to-day above my sorrow,
Happy now
Shall I bow
Burden'd for to-morrow?
Shall I anxiously forecasting
Still destroy
My own joy,
Doubtful of its lasting?
Happy now
Shall I bow
Burden'd for to-morrow?
Shall I anxiously forecasting
Still destroy
My own joy,
Doubtful of its lasting?
Rather let me snatch the' occasion,
In the friend
God doth lend,
Taste His consolation;
(From His hands a glad receiver)
Taste in this
Heavenly bliss,
Bliss that lasts for ever.
In the friend
God doth lend,
Taste His consolation;
(From His hands a glad receiver)
Taste in this
Heavenly bliss,
Bliss that lasts for ever.
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In the stream I drink the Fountain,
Drink, and haste
To the feast
On that holy mountain.
With the wings of faith and prayer
Fly we on
To the throne,
To the Saviour there.
Drink, and haste
To the feast
On that holy mountain.
With the wings of faith and prayer
Fly we on
To the throne,
To the Saviour there.
There we fix our place of meeting,
Gladly come
To our home,
Songs of praise repeating.
Careless which shall first pass over,
Since we know
Both shall go,
Both the port recover.
Gladly come
To our home,
Songs of praise repeating.
Careless which shall first pass over,
Since we know
Both shall go,
Both the port recover.
Both shall reach the happy shore,
Quickly meet
At Thy seat,
Meet, and part no more.
Who shall there our spirits sever?
Friends beneath,
Friends in death,
Friends we live for ever!
Quickly meet
At Thy seat,
Meet, and part no more.
Who shall there our spirits sever?
Friends beneath,
Friends in death,
Friends we live for ever!
| The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | |