LVI. God's Love to his Saints

1 My God above with smiles of love,
And blissful words will say,
"Those saints of mine did once incline,
"From my commands to stray:

2 "But Christ my son, my only one,
"Was wounded for their sins;
"So for his sake I'll pity take,
"And make them welcome in.

3 I'll make them heirs and give them shares,
"And they shall live with me:
"I'll give them crowns instead of frowns,
"And joy eternally."

4 I have a robe above the globe,
Which Jesus gave to me;
'Tis clean and white, it's pure and bright,
And thus his gift was free.

5 It cost him dear, but he was freer
Than I was to receive;
And he's got more laid up in store
For all that will believe.

6 If any those should want to know
Where Jesus gave me this,
And ask if he elected me,
Then I could tell the yes.

7 If Christ made known unto his own,
What they'l receive at death,
There's not a saint but what would faint,
And breathe their dying breath.

Text Information
First Line: My God above with smiles of love
Title: God's Love to his Saints
Language: English
Publication Date: 1802
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