A Sight of God Mortifies Us to the World

Verse 1

Up to the fields where angels lie, And living waters gently roll, Fain would my thoughts leap out and fly, But sin hangs heavy on my soul.

Verse 2

Thy wondrous blood, dear dying Christ, Can make this world of guilt remove; And thou canst bear me where thou fliest, On thy kind wings, celestial Dove!

Verse 3

O might I once mount up and see The glories of the eternal skies, What little things these worlds would be; How despicable to my eyes.

Verse 4

Had I a glance of thee, my God, Kingdoms and men would vanish soon; Vanish as though I saw them not, As a dim candle dies at noon.

Verse 5

Then they might fight, and rage, and rave, I should perceive the noise no more Than we can hear a shaking leaf, While rattling thunders round us roar.

Verse 6

Great All in All, eternal King! Let me but view thy lovely face, And all my powers shall bow and sing Thy endless grandeur and thy grace.