COMMUNION with the Lord!
‘Tis not on earth the scene,
‘Tie on the throne th’ Incarnate One
In perfectness is seen.
The place is in the light,
Midst love ineffable;
Where Jesus,―precious in His sight,
Doth with the Father dwell.
‘Tie there, unveiled we gaze
On light before unknown,
Where eye of angel ne’er was raised,
Or cherubim look’d on.
There, glorious place within,
We commune with our God,
Who sees us as He sees His Son,
Accepted through His blood.
For there before the throne,
‘Tis not what we may be;
But, all according to that word,
“As He is, so are we.”
There we adore the grace,
The vast unfathomed love;
Whilst Jesus tells us of our place
As one with Him above.
O what a height is this,
For soul once dead as mine;
To find in God so great a bliss,
Eternal and divine.
O for the sweetest lays,
That e’er thine ear hath heard;
O for the long, th’ eternal days,
To adore and praise the Lord.
J. D. S.