The Song of Simeon

Verse 1

Lord, at thy temple we appear, As happy Simeon came, And hope to meet our Savior here; O make our joys the same!

Verse 2

With what divine and vast delight The good old man was filled, When fondly in his withered arms He clasped the holy child!

Verse 3

"Now I can leave this world," he cried, "Behold, thy servant dies; I've seen thy great salvation, Lord, And close my peaceful eyes.

Verse 4

"This is the light prepared to shine Upon the Gentile lands, Thine Isr'el's glory, and their hope To break their slavish bands."

Verse 5

Jesus! the vision of thy face Hath overpowering charms; Scarce shall I feel death's cold embrace, If Christ be in my arms.

Verse 6

Then while ye hear my heart-strings breuk, How sweet my minutes roll! A mortal paleness on my cheek, And glory in my soul.