Wesley Corpus

These eyes shall see them fall, Mountains, and stars, and skies, These eyes shall see them all Out of their ashes rise; These lips his praises shall rehearse, Whose nod restores the universe. According to his word, His oath to sinners given, We look to see restor'd The ruin'd earth and heaven, In a new world his truth to prove, A world of righteousness and love. Then let us wait the sound That shall our souls release, And labour to be found Of him in spotless peace, In perfect holiness renew'd, Adorn'd with Christ, and meet for God. Page 80 Hymn LXXVIII.108 How happy is the pilgrim's lot, How free from every anxious thought, From worldly hope and fear: Confin'd to neither court nor cell, His soul disdains on earth to dwell, He only sojourns here. His happiness in part is mine, Already sav'd from self-design, From every creature-love! Blest with the scorn of finite good, My soul is lighten'd of its load, And seeks the things above. The things eternal I pursue, An happiness beyond the view Of those, that basely pant For things by nature felt and seen: Their honours, wealth, and pleasures mean, I neither have nor want. I have no sharer of my heart, To rob my Saviour of a part, And desecrate the whole: Only betroth'd to Christ am I, And wait his coming from the sky, To wed my happy soul. I have no babes to hold me here, But children more securely dear For mine I humbly claim: Better than daughters, or than sons, Temples divine of living stones, Inscrib'd with Jesu's name. No foot of land do I possess, No cottage in this wilderness; 108First appeared in Redemption Hymns (1747), 66-68. Page 81 A poor way-faring man, I lodge a while in tents below, Or gladly wander to and fro, 'Till I my Canaan gain. Nothing on earth I call my own, A stranger to the world unknown, I all their goods despise, I trample on their whole delight, And seek a country out of sight, A country in the skies. There is my house and portion fair, My treasure and my heart is there, And my abiding home: For me my elder brethren stay, And angels beckon me away, And Jesus bids me come.