The crystal sea

1 Sweet must it be to dwell secure
From simple stain, from thought impure,
No wand'ring footstep to retrace,
No mourning for the Saviour's face:

Chorus:
And this our happy lot shall be,
When we have reach'd the crystal sea,
When we have reach'd, have reach'd the crystal sea.

2 How oft the struggling spirit tries
For blest communion with the skies;
How oft we pray that we may bear
Christ's perfect image even here;

Chorus:
And O, like Jesus we shall be,
When we have reach'd, the crystal sea,
When we have reach'd, have reach'd the crystal sea.

3 They who have safely gone before,
Whose feet grow weary never more,
Receive, in that dear land of bliss,
All their souls panted for in this;
And their enjoyment ours shall be,
When we have reach'd the crystal sea.

4 I see them now in spotless white,
I hear their song of sweet delight;
Beside the living stream they rest,
And Jesus makes them truly blest;
With that bright throne we, too, shall be
When we have reach'd the crystal sea.


Source: The Little Seraph: in seven character notes, for churches and Sunday-schools #96b