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And the blessèd, glorious Angels,
Who have guarded us below,
Joyful in our triumph now.
Hear their Song of Praise exultant ;
“Glory in the Heavenly Height To our God for aye be given ! Now in you is His delight !”
As one Angel Choir rejoiceth,
Other bands begin to soar; Bringing to the Feast of Glory,
Still new Glory, evermore.
O ye Cherubim and Seraphs,
Blessèd Throne-attendant Throng ;When shall I behold your Service ?
When shall I too hear your Song ?
· Yet more shall we find in Heaven :
There, The Friend Who for us bled ; Joined us unto God for ever ;
And through all our journey led :
He, Who from our sins redeemed us ;
Clothed us in white, spotless dress ; Won for us the Rest Eternal ;
Heaven's undying Blessedness :
His great Glory, O redeemed ones,
All in earth and Heaven declare ! Lowly bend in adoration
To The Lamb, both here and There !
We shall see, O wondrous Vision !
God's Own Face, in clearest Light : What shall be the untold Glory
What the Radiance of that Sight !
O great Mystery unspoken !
Here Eternity doth lay Holy stillness on the spirit;
Melting thoughts of Time away.
There, my heart, abide thou wholly,
Where thou would'st for ever be ; Leave all earthly things below thee;
Live above, in spirit free!
O my God, Thy Heavenly Kingdom
Even now is near at hand : Seeking for it in the spirit,
Patiently I waiting stand :
Waiting, till Thy Love revealeth
Thine Own Presence in my heart; Who my Glory, Joy, and Treasure,
And my soul's true Heaven art.
HEART-THOUGHTS, ON THE STRIKING OF
HERZENS-GEDANKEN, WANN DIE GLOCKE
One more flying moment
Of my short life past :
Hold me firm and fast,
In the heart's still ground :
Shall unmoved be found.
Time goes fleeting swiftly,
Leaving little trace;
This “to-day” of Grace.
Now, we toil and love ;
Towards our Home above.
“LOVE IS MIGHTY.”
(DIE LIEBE IST STARK.)
SWEET or bitter, love or woe,
In Time's valley here of sadness ;What is it? If Love be pure,
It consumes both pain and gladness Love alone can well endure
Many a cross with patient heart : Love all work can undertake ;
Strength to each design impart. Love, in all things, seeks alone
God to please, with soul sincere : Love, accounting Self as nought,
Keeps the spirit pure and clear.