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HEAVEN.

The pleasant garden, and the crystal stream,
The tree of life which bears on every bough
Fruits fit for joy or healing; on the brow,
Of glorious gold a living diadem;
The thrones which blaze with many a radiant gem;
The branching palms; the raiment white as snow:
Are these the joys that heaven's abodes bestow?
Or may they rather earth-form'd figures seem
Of heavenly bliss?—To me it matters not,
If I but reach the mark, whate'er the prize
Of God's high calling. Be content that what
Is told, is told us by the only Wise:
And blest, supremely blest, must be the lot,
Which Christ hath purchas'd, and which God supplies.