1 Earth has detain'd me prisoner long
And I’m grown weary now
My heart, my hand, my ear my tongue,
There’s nothing here for you.
2 Lord in my thoughts, I stretch me down,
And upwards glance mine eyes;
Upward (my Father) to thy throne,
And to my native skies.
3 There the dear Man my Saviour sits,
The GOD, how bright he shines!
And scatters infinite delights
On all the happy minds.
4 Seraphs with elevated strains
Circle the throne around,
And move and charm the starry plains
With an immortal sound.
5 JESUS the Lord their harps employs,
JESUS my love they sing.
JESUS the name of both our joys
Sounds sweet from every string.
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|The Cyber Hymnal #10941||The Song Of Angels Above||Earth has detained me prisoner long||ABIDING GRACE||Isaac Watts||CM||<cite>Horae Lyricae and Divine Songs</cite>, 1706, Book I|