22 Every tear is wiped away, Sighs no more shall heave the breast; Sorrow in Eternal Rest. CHRIST the LORD to Thee be Praise, JERUSALEM, our happy Home, When shall we come to thee? [Heaven. When shall our labours have an end? When shall our eyes thy Heavenly Walls And Gates of pearl behold? Thy Bulwarks with Salvation strong, Apostles, Martyrs, Prophets there And those we loved in CHRIST are gone Jerusalem, our happy Home, When shall we come to thee? When shall our labours have an end? Thy Joys when shall we see? ♦ O! JESU CHRIST, our risen LORD, Who art with GOD the FATHER One, Amen. 23 [Heaven. JERUSALEM the golden! With milk and honey blest, Sink heart and voice opprest: What radiancy of Glory, What Bliss beyond compare. They stand, those Halls of Sion, Conjubilant with song, And all the Martyr throng: The Pastures of the blessèd Are decked in glorious sheen. There is the Throne of David; And there, from care released, The song of them that feast: 24 And they, who with their Leader Have conquered in the fight, For ever and for ever Are clad in robes of white. O Sweet and Blessèd Country, That eager hearts expect! To that dear Land of Rest, Who art, with GOD the FATHER, And SPIRIT, ever-blest. Amen. O ONE, O only mansion! O Paradise of Joy! Where tears are ever banished, Beside thy Living Waters [Heaven. All plants are, great and small; The cedar of the forest, The hyssop of the wall. With jasper glow thy Bulwarks, Thy Streets with emeralds blaze; The sardis and the topaz, Unite in thee their rays: Thy ageless Walls are bounded With amethyst unpriced; And the Corner-Stone is CHRIST. The Cross is all thy splendour; Thy ransomed people raise: True GOD and MAN, they sing; The never fading GARDEN, The ever golden KING. Thou hast no shore, fair Ocean! They raise thy holy Tower; O Sweet and Blessèd Country, To that dear Land of Rest, Who art with GOD the FATHER, And SPIRIT ever-blest! Amen. 1 ASCRIPTION OF PRAISE. (TO BE SUNG AT THE CONCLUSION OF THE SERMON.) [Ascription of Praise. Now may HE Who from the dead Brought the SHEPHERD of the sheep, JESUS CHRIST, our King and Head, May He teach us to fulfil What is pleasing in His Sight; And preserve us, day and night: To that dear REDEEMER'S Praise Who the Covenant sealed with Blood, Let our hearts and voices raise Loud thanksgivings to our GOD! Amen. 2 [Ascription of Praise. Now to Him Who loved us, gave us, Freely shed His Blood to save us, Gave His Life that we might live: |