https://youtube/watch?v=3uNhuBVvnUU Come on, my partners in distress, My comrades through the wilderness, Who still your bodies feel; Awhile forget your griefs and fears, And look beyond the vale of tears, To that celestial hill. Beyond the bounds of time and space, Look forward to that happy place, The saints’ secure abode; On faith’s strong eagle pinions rise, And force your passage to the skies, And scale the mount of God. Who suffer with our Master here, We shall before His face appear And by His side sit down; To patient faith the prize is sure, And all that to the end endure The cross, shall wear the crown. Thrice blessèd, bliss-inspiring hope! It lifts the fainting spirits up, It brings to life the dead; Our conflicts here shall soon be past, And you and I ascend at last, Triumphant with our Head.
Posted on: Sun, 25 Jan 2015 22:17:46 +0000
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