Christian Hymns, Poems, and Spiritual Songs ‎#I.LXI

I.LXI. Most precious in our Saviour's Sight

1 Most precious, in our Saviour's Sight,
Are all his Saints unnotic'd Death!
He bears them to eternal Light,
When they resign their mortal Breath.

2 Precious the soul by him redeem'd;
From threat'ning Evils snatch'd away,
Precious their Dust, by him esteem'd,
He'll raise it at the latter Day.

3 Free from this World's unnumber'd Cares,
From Satan's Rage, and human Spite,
From Sin's Distress, and gloomy Fears;
How precious this in Jesu's Sight!

4 From all their Labours now they rest;
Their weary Souls, with Joy and Peace,
Leans on their faithful Abra'm's Breast,
Where all the wicked Troublers cease.

5 All this, and more, our Brother proves;
Now he the son of Man can see;
He sees, he feels, he joys, he loves,
And all from Intermission free.

6 No more, as darkly thro' a Glass,
His Eye-sight purg'd by Jesu's Blood,
Now clearly sees Immanuel's Face,
The bright, uncluded Face of God!

7 Whilst here below, he knew, in part,
That deep, that boundless, heav'nly Theme;
The Pow'r of Jesu's Blood and Smart,
Completely cleansing us in him.

8 Feeling his Heart and Flesh decay,
He languished beneath thine Hand,
In patient Longings for the Day,
When he should see Immanuel's Land.

9 Now is the perfect Day his own;
No darkning Vail remains between;
He knows the Lord as he is known,
And sees his Myst'ry as he's seen.

Text Information

• First Line: Most precious in our Saviour's Sight
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1776
• Scripture:
  Psalm 116:15

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