Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: With joy, ye saints, direct your eyes Lyrics:
1 With joy, ye saints, direct your eyes,
Up to the world of perfect light;
Thither the happy spirit flies,
And faith and hope are turned to sight.
2 There living waters ever flow,
And floods of purest pleasure roll;
Such as on earth we cannot know,
And fruits celestial feast the soul.
3 The happy saint forgets his cares,
Substantial joys are all his own;
Troubles no more he feels or fears,
For ever seated near the throne.
4 There sits the Savior and unfolds
The mysteries of redeeming grace,
While every humble soul beholds
The dazzling luster of His face.
Used With Tune: ANGELUS Text Sources: Hymns Adapted to Public Worship (London: Burton & Briggs, 1818)
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