“If here on earth the thoughts of Jesus’ love
Lift our poor hearts this weary world above;
If even here the taste of heavenly springs
So cheers the spirit, that the pilgrim sings;
What will the sunshine of His glory prove?
What the unmingled fullness of His love?
What Hallelujahs will His presence raise?
What but one loud eternal burst of praise.”
“Thine eye in that bright cloudless day
Shall, with supreme delight,
Thy fair and glorious bride survey
Unblemished in Thy sight.”