With joy shall I behold the day

Verse 1

With joy shall I behold the day That calls my willing soul away, To dwell among the blest: For, lo! my great Redeemer's power Unfolds the everlasting door, And points me to His Rest.

Verse 2

Ev'n now, to my expecting eyes, The heaven-built towers of Salem rise; Their glory I survey; I view her mansions that contain The angel host, a beauteous train, And shine with cloudless day.

Verse 3

Thither, from earth's remotest end, Lo! the redeem'd of God ascend, Borne on immortal wing; There, crown'd with everlasting joy, In ceaseless hymns their tongues employ, Before th' Almighty King.

Verse 4

Mother of cities! o'er thy head Bright peace, with healing wings outspread, For evermore shall dwell: Let me, blest seat! my name behold Among thy citizens enroll'd And bid the world farewell.