Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs ‎#50

50. Death and Eternity

1 My thoughts that often mount the skies,
Go search the world beneath,
Where nature all in ruin lies,
And owns her sov'reign death.

2 The tyrant how he triumphs here,
His trophies spread around!
And heaps of dust and bones appear
Through all the hollow ground.

3 Those skulls, what ghastly figures now!
How loathsome to the eyes!
Those are the heads we lately knew
So beauteous and so wise.

4 But where the souls those deathless things,
That left their dying clay?
My thoughts now stretch out all your wings,
And trace eternity!

5 O that unfathomable sea!
Those deeps without a shore!
Where living waters gently play,
Or fiery billows roar.

6 There we shall swim in heavenly bliss,
Or sink in flaming waves,
While the pale carcase breathless lies
Among the silent graves.

7 "Prepare us Lord, for thy right hand,
"Then come the joyful day,
"Come death, and some celestial band,
"To bear our souls away."

Text Information

• First Line: My thoughts that often mount the skies
• Title: Death and Eternity
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1800

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