I.LXXVI. Christ dwells in heav'n but visits on earth

1 When strangers stand and hear me tell
What beauties in my Saviour dwell,
Where he is gone they fain would know,
That they may seek and love him too.

2 My best beloved keeps his throne
On hills of light, in worlds unknown;
But he descends and shews his face
In the young gardens of his grace.

3 In vineyards planted by his hand,
Where fruitful trees in order stand;
He feeds among the spicy buds,
Where lilies shew their spotless heads.

4 He has engross'd my warmest love;
No earthly charms my soul can move:
I have a ransom in his heart,
Nor death, nor hell, shall make us part.

5 He takes my soul e'er I'm aware,
And shews me where his glories are;
No chariot of Amminadib
The heav'nly rapture can describe.

6 O may my spirit daily rise
On wings of faith above the skies,
Till death shall make my last remove
To dwell for ever with my Love.

Text Information
First Line: When strangers stand and hear me tell
Title: Christ dwells in heav'n but visits on earth
Meter: L. M>
Language: English
Publication Date: 1793
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