"Lo! here in earth my body lies,
Whose sinful life deserv'd the rod;
Yet I believe the same shall rise,
And praise the mercies of my God.
As for my soul, let none take thought,
It is with Him that hath it bought;
For God on me doth mercy take,
For nothing else but Jesu's sake."
"They stand before their Father's face,
All fears and trembling o'er,
Redeem'd and wash'd, they dwell at home,
And shall go out no more!
Home, sweet home!
Oh, for that land of rest above,
Our eternal home!"
"The op'ning heavens around me shine,
With beams of sacred bliss,
For Jesus shews His mercy mine,
And whispers 'I am His.'"
"Oh weep no more for him that's gone
Where sin and suffering ne'er can enter,
But on that great High Priest alone,
Who can for guilt like ours atone,
Your own affections centre."
