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What must it be to dwell above,
At God’s right hand, where Jesus reigns,
Since the sweet earnest of his love
O’erwhelms us on these earthly plains!
No heart can think, no tongue explain,
What bliss it is with Christ to reign.
When sin no more obstructs our sight,
When sorrow pains our heart no more,
How shall we view the Prince of Light,
And all his works of grace explore!
What heights and depths of love divine
Will there through endless ages shine!
This is the heaven I long to know;
For this, with patience, I would wait,
Till, weaned from earth, and all below,
I mount to my celestial seat,
And wave my palm, and wear my crown,
And, with the elders, cast them down.
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8 8 8 8 8 8
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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