1 What sinners value, I resign:
Lord! 'tis enough that Thou art mine!
I shall behold Thy blissful face,
And stand complete in righteousness.
2 This life's a dream, an empty show;
But the bright world to which I go
Hath joys substantial and sincere;
When shall I wake and find me there?
3 O glorious hour! O blest abode!
I shall be near and like my God;
And flesh and sin no more control
The sacred pleasures of the soul.
4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound;
Then burst the chains with sweet surprise,
And in my Saviour's image rise.
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First Line: | What sinners value, I resign |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | Heaven: anticipation of; Immortality of the soul; Resurrection: of Men |
Notes: | Author from index: Watts |