|Location in The Sacred Harp|
Brethren, see my Jesus coming,
See him come in yonder cloud,
With ten thousand angels round him,
How they do my Jesus crowd:
I’ll arise and go and meet him,
He'll embrace me in my arms;
In the arms of my dear Jesus
O there is ten thousand charms.
Death shall not destroy my comfort,
Christ shall guard me through the gloom,
Down he’ll send some heavenly convoy,
To convey my spirit home:
Jordan’s streams shall ne’er o’erflow me,
While my Saviour’s by my side,
Canaan, Canaan, lies before me,
Rise and cross the swelling tide.
See the happy spirits waiting,
On the bank beyond the stream,
Sweet responses still repeating,
Jesus, Jesus, is their theme.
See, they whisper! hark! they call me,
Sister spirit come away,
Lo I come! earth can’t contain me,
Hail ye realms of endless day.
The Blessed Lamb 54, Stanza 1
Worlds of light and crowns of glory,
Far above yon azure sky,
Tho’ by faith I now explore ye,
I’ll enjoy you soon on high:
Soon I’ll gain a full possession,
Faith and hope shall henceforth cease,
Lost in love’s exhaustless ocean,
Love, that sweetest, brightest grace.
Swiftly roll ye lingering hours,
Seraphs, lend your glitt’ring wings,
Love absorbs my ransom’d pow’rs,
Heav’nly sound around me rings:
Worlds above are bright and glorious,
All beneath is dark and void,
Conquest gain’d, I’ll shout victorious,
In the praises of my God.
Smiling angels now surround me,
Troops resplendent fill the skies,
Glory shining all around me,
While my tow’ring spirit flies:
Jesus clad in dazzling splendour,
Now methinks appears in view,
Brethren could you see my Jesus,
You would serve and love him too.