HYMN 76
L. M.
Christ dwells in heaven, but visits on earth. SS 6:1-3,12.
352 When strangers stand and hear me tell What beauties in my Savior dwell, Where he is gone they fain would know, That they may seek and love him too. | My best Beloved keeps his throne On hills of light, in worlds unknown; But he descends and shows his face In the young gardens of his grace. | [In vineyards planted by his hand, Where fruitful trees in order stand; He feeds among the spicy beds, Where lilies show their spotless heads. | He has engrossed my warmest love, No earthly charms my soul can move: I have a mansion in his heart, Nor death nor hell shall make us part.] | [He takes my soul ere I'm aware, And shows me where his glories are; No chariot of Amminadib The heav'nly rapture can describe. | O may my spirit daily rise On wings of faith above the skies, Till death shall make my last remove, To dwell for ever with my Love.] | |