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For visioned glories of thy heaven,
Oh God! our holiest praise he given:
Mansions of peace and purity,
Oh! raise to them our stedfast eye.
Oh God! our holiest praise he given:
Mansions of peace and purity,
Oh! raise to them our stedfast eye.
Let not one worldly thought return,
While those bright hopes within us burn,
To walk as worthy of the love,
That waits in glorious homes above.
While those bright hopes within us burn,
To walk as worthy of the love,
That waits in glorious homes above.
We go again to earthly scenes—
The world, the cold world, intervenes;
Temptations, trials, sorrows come,
But they shall lead us to our home.
The world, the cold world, intervenes;
Temptations, trials, sorrows come,
But they shall lead us to our home.
Temptations shall our virtue form,
Even in trial's wildest storm;
And the dark hours of mortal woe,
A heavenly Father's smile shall know.
Even in trial's wildest storm;
And the dark hours of mortal woe,
A heavenly Father's smile shall know.
In every change, in every grief,
There will we seek a sure relief,
Still looking upwards to our God,
Till faith's last stedfast step be trod.
There will we seek a sure relief,
Still looking upwards to our God,
Till faith's last stedfast step be trod.
