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 | The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley |  |
ON THE DEATH OF MRS. ELIZABETH VIGOR.
Farewell, my best, my happiest friend!
Resign'd I let thee go before:
I see the flaming host descend,
Thy convoy to the heavenly shore;
And Love supports thy languid head,
And Jesus smooths thy dying bed.
Resign'd I let thee go before:
I see the flaming host descend,
Thy convoy to the heavenly shore;
And Love supports thy languid head,
And Jesus smooths thy dying bed.
Go, claim thy full, immense reward,
In mansions of eternal rest;
With transport find thy place prepared,
And lean on thy Redeemer's breast;
And sink in the Divine embrace,
And see the glories of His face.
In mansions of eternal rest;
With transport find thy place prepared,
And lean on thy Redeemer's breast;
And sink in the Divine embrace,
And see the glories of His face.
I trust thy utmost Saviour's love
Shall soon to me the victory give,
While thou, and all my friends above,
Your partner saved with shouts receive,
And, mix'd with that angelic band,
Conduct and welcome me to land.
Shall soon to me the victory give,
While thou, and all my friends above,
Your partner saved with shouts receive,
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Conduct and welcome me to land.
Come Thou, our longing hearts' Desire,
The number of Thy saints complete,
To raise their speechless raptures higher,
To fall triumphant at Thy feet,
With Father, Son, and Spirit one,
To reign on Thy eternal throne.
The number of Thy saints complete,
To raise their speechless raptures higher,
To fall triumphant at Thy feet,
With Father, Son, and Spirit one,
To reign on Thy eternal throne.
| The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | |