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HEAVENLY JOYS.

O for the Christian's prize! to reign in bliss,
Unceasing, pure, complete; to feel no sting
Of death, sin, care, or sorrow; life's fresh spring
To drink, and own the heart's sweet charities,
A soul by Jesus cleans'd, and framed like his
A body glorious; evermore to sing
With saints and angels the thrice Holy King,
To see his face, and know him as he is,
Truth, wisdom, greatness, love! But one brief word
Concentrates all in its capacious span;
'Tis heaven; the abode by God himself prepar'd
For those that love him. Mete it as you can,
Nor eye that bliss hath seen, nor ear hath heard,
Nor dwells such rapture in the heart of man.