Text:A sacred Dialogue

XCIII. A sacred Dialogue

1 Tell us, O Women, we would know
Whither so fast ye move?
We, call'd to leave the World below,
Are seeking one above.

2 Whence came ye? say? and what the Place
That ye are trav'ling from?
From Tribulation, we, through Grace,
Are now returning Home.

3 Is not your native Country here,
The Place of your Abode?
We seek a better Country far,
A City built by God.

4 Thither we travel nor intend
Short of that bliss to rest;
No, we till in the sinners Friend,
Our weary Souls are bless'd.

5 We surely know, that we shall have
Our lot in Canaan's Land;
The witness us our Saviour gave,
Seal'd with his bleeding Hand.

6 Christ is in us a certain Hope,
Of Glory yet to come;
Also, to us did Jesus stoop,
T' assure us there is Room.

7 Friends of the Bridegroom, we shall reign;
Saviour, we ask no more;
Hail, Lamb of God, for Sin,
Whom Heav'n and Earth adore.

Text Information
First Line: Tell us, O Women, we would know
Title: A sacred Dialogue
Language: English
Publication Date: 1774
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