CXLIV. Now let our souls, on wings sublime

1 Now let our souls, on wings sublime,
Rise from the vanities of time;
Draw back the parting veil, and see
The glories of eternity.

2 Born by a new, celestial birth,
Why should we grovel here on earth?
Why grasp at transitory toys,
So near to heavens eternal joys?

3 Shall ought beguile us on the road,
When we are walking back to God?
For strangers into life we come,
And dying is but going home.

4 To dwell with God, to feel his love,
Is the full heaven enjoy'd above;
And the sweet expectation now
Is the young dawn of heaven below.

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First Line: Now let our souls, on wings sublime
Language: English
Publication Date: 1789
Topic: Life, Death, and a future State
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