Heavenly Bliss in Prospect

Verse 1

Arise, my soul, on wings sublime, Above the vanities of time; Let faith now pierce the vail, and see The glories of eternity.

Verse 2

Born by a new, celestial birth, Why should I grovel here on earth? Why grasp at vain and fleeting toys, So near to heaven's eternal joys?

Verse 3

Shall aught beguile me on the road-- The narrow road that leads to God? Or can I love this earth so well, As not to long with God to dwell?

Verse 4

To dwell with God--to taste his love, Is the full heaven enjoyed above, The glorious expectation now Is heavenly bliss begun below.