1 My thoughts surmount these lower skies And look within the veil; There springs of endless pleasure rise, The waters never fail.
2 There I behold with sweet delight The blessed Three in One; And strong affections fix my sight On God's incarnate Son.
3 His promise stands for ever firm, His grace shall ne'er depart; He binds my name upon his arm, And seals it on his heart.
4 Light are the pains that' nature brings, How short our sorrows are, When with eternal future things, The present we compare!
5 I would not be a stranger still To that celestial place, Where I for ever hope to dwell Near my Redeemer's face.