1 Oh, glorious hope of perfect love!
It lifts me up to things above;
It bears on eagles' wings.
It gives my ravished soul a taste,
And makes me for some moments feast
With Jesus' priests and kings,
With Jesus' priests and kings.
2 Rejoicing now in earnest hope,
I stand, and from the mountaintop
See all the land below.
Rivers of milk and honey rise,
And all the fruits of paradise
In endless plenty grow,
In endless plenty grow.
3 A land of corn, and wine, and oil;
Favored with God's peculiar smile,
With ev'ry blessing blest;
There dwells the Lord our Righteousness,
And deeps His own in perfect peace,
And everlasting rest,
And everlasting rest.
4 Oh, that I might at once go up;
No more on this side Jordan stop,
But now the land possess;
This moment end my legal years,
Sorrows and sins, and doubts and fears,
A howling wilderness,
A howling wilderness!
Source: Praise and Worship: hymnal #8
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|The Cyber Hymnal #4862||O Glorious Hope of Perfect Love||O glorious hope of perfect love||ARIEL||Charles Wesley; John Wesley||88.68.86||<cite>Hymns and Sacred Poems</cite>, by John and Charles Wesley, 1742|