250. Light's abode, celestial Salem

1 Light's abode, celestial Salem,
Vision whence true peace hath spring,
Brighter than the heart can fancy,
Mansion of the Highest King;
O how glorious are the praises
Which of thee the prophets sing!

2 There for ever and for ever
Alleluia is outpoured;
For unending, for unbroken
Is the feast-day of the Lord;
All is pure and all is holy
That within thy walls is stored.

3 There no cloud or passing vapor
Dims the brightness of the air;
Endless noonday, glorious noon-day,
From the Sun of suns is there;
There no night brings rest from labor,
For unknown are toil and care.

4 O how glorious and resplendent,
Fragile body, shalt thou be,
When endued with so much beauty,
Full of health, and strong, and free,
Full of vigor, full of pleasure
That shall last eternally!

5 Now with gladness, now with courage,
Bear the burden on Thee laid,
That hereafter these Thy labors
May with endless gifts be paid,
And in everlasting glory
Thou with brightness be arrayed.

Text Information
First Line: Light's abode, celestial Salem
Author: Thomas a Kempis, d. 1471
Meter: 8, 7, 9, 7, 8, 7.
Publication Date: 1913
Topic: The Church Year: Sixth Sunday after Epiphany; Heaven
Tune Information
Name: [Light's abode, celestial Salem]
Composer: Henry Smart (1867)
Meter: 8, 7, 9, 7, 8, 7.
Key: B♭ Major



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