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REJOICING.
4 [All o’er those wide extended plains
Shines one eternal day !
There God, the Son, for ever reigns,
And scatters night away.
5 No chilling winds, nor poisonous breath
Can reach that healthful shore ;
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death,
Are felt and feared no more.]
6 When shall I reach that happy place,
And be forever blest ?
When shall I see my Father’s face,
And in his bosom rest ?
7 Filled with delight my raptured soul
Would here no longer stay;
Though Jordan’s waves around me roll,
Fearless I’d launch away.
8 There, on those high and flowery plains,
Our spirits ne’er shall tire,
But in perpetual, joyful strains,
Redeeming love admire.
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The condescension of Christ.
1 C AVIOUR of men, and Lord of love,
How sweet thy gracious name !
With joy that errand we review,
On which thy mercy came ;
2 While all thy own angelic bands,
Stood waiting on the wing,
Charmed with the honor to obey
Their great, eternal king :
3 For us, mean, wretched, sinful men,
Thou laid’st that glory by,
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