1 Lord, when shall we mount up to thee
Upon the wings of grace,
And see thy bright and lilly white,
And ruddy, rosy face--
2 And be so near that we can hear
Thy ravishing sweet voice,
And talk with thee forever free
And in thy love rejoice.
3 And dwell above in flames of love,
Where heart and all shall melt--
Where love like streams and light like beams,
Through ages shall be felt.
4 Where thou art seen and I shall lean,
Forever on thy breast,
And dwell above in flames of love,
And be thy heav'nly guest.
5 Where heart and mind shall all be join'd
With thousands round thy throne,
And shall unite in sweet delight,
That now is much unknown.
6 In that bright place where we thy face
Shall see in glory shine,
And drink new wine fresh from the vine,
And be forever thine.
7 Amen, amen, the angels cry,
Salvation is his due,
And we to all eternity,
His praises shall renew.
Divine Hymns of Spiritual Songs, 1802