Text: | All hail! ye fair celestial shores |
Author: | Anon. |
1 All hail! ye fair celestial shores,
Ye lands of endless day;
Swift on my view your prospects pour,
And drive my griefs away.
2 There's a delightful clearness now--
My clouds of doubt are gone;
Fled is my former darkness too,
My fears are all withdrawn.
3 Short is the passage, short the space,
Between my home and me;
Then, then, behold the radiant place!
How near the mansions be!
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First Line: | All hail! ye fair celestial shores |
Author: | Anon. |
Meter: | C. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Topic: | Heaven; Celestial Prospects |