470. To Jesus, the crown of my hope

1 To Jesus, the crown of my hope,
My soul is in haste to be gone;
Oh, bear me, ye cherubim, up,
And waft me away to His throne.

2 My Saviour, whom absent I love;
Whom not having seen, I adore"
whose name is exalted above
all glory, dominion, and power--

3 Dissolve Thou these bands that detain
My soul from her portion in Thee,
Ah! strike off this adamant chain,
And make me eternally free.

4 When that happy era begins,
When array'd in Thy glories I shine,
Nor grieve any more, by my sins,
The bosom on which I recline--

5 Oh, then shall the veil be removed!
And round me Thy brightness be pour'd;
I shall meet Him whom absent I loved,
I shall see Whom unseen I adored.

6 And then, never more shall the fears,
The trials, temptations, and woes,
Which darken this valley of tears,
Intrude on my blissful repose.

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First Line: To Jesus, the crown of my hope
Meter: 8s.
Publication Date: 1870
Topic: Blessedness: future, anticipated; Christians: their life and experience; Death: anticipation of (2 more...)
Notes: Author from index: Cowper
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