XCII. The Christian's Expectation

1 God of all consolation, take
The glory of thy grace;
Thy gifts to thee we render back
In ceaseless songs of praise.

2 Not unto us, but thee, O LORD,
Glory to thee be giv'n,
For ev'ry gracious thought and word,
That brought us nearer Heav'n.

3 Our souls are in his mighty hand,
And He will keep them still;
And you and I shall surely stand
With Him on Zion's hill.

4 Him eye to eye we there shall see,
Our face, like his, shall shine;
O what a glorious company,
When saints and angels join!

5 O what a joyful meeting there,
In robes of white array'd;
Palms in our hands we all shall bear,
And crowns upon our head!

6 Then let us earnestly contend,
And fight our passage thro';
Bear in our faithful mind the end,
And keep the prize in view.

Text Information
First Line: God of all consolation, take
Title: The Christian's Expectation
Meter: Common Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1790
Topic: After Sermon
Source: The Coll.
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