Servant Of God, Well Done!

Verse 1

Servant of God, well done! Thy glorious warfare's past; The battle's fought, the race is won, And thou art crowned at last.

Verse 2

Of all thy heart's desire Triumphantly possessed; Lodged by the ministerial choir In thy Redeemer's breast.

Verse 3

In condescending love, Thy ceaseless pray'r he heard; And bade thee suddenly remove To thy complete reward.

Verse 4

With saints enthroned on high, Thou dost the Lord proclaim, And still to God salvation cry, Salvation to the Lamb!

Verse 5

O happy, happy soul! In ecstasies of praise, Long as eternal ages roll, Thou seest thy Saviour's face.

Verse 6

Redeemed from earth and pain, Ah! when shall we ascend, And all in Jesus' presence reign With our translated friend? Amen.