How sweet to reflect on the joys that await me In yon blissful region, the haven of rest Where glorified spirits in raptures will greet me. And lead me to mansions prepared for the blessed. Encircled with light and with glory enshrouded. My happiness perfect, my mind's eye above I'll bathe in the ocean of mercies unbounded And range with delight through the Eden of love. While angelic legions with harps tuned celestial Harmoniously join in the concert of praise. Any saints as they flock from the region terrestrial In loud hallelujahs their voices shall raise. This song of redemption is echoed in heaven My soul would respond in Immanuel's love "All glory, all honor, all might and dominion To him who brought us to the Eden of love." Then hail, blessed state, hail, ye songsters of glory Ye harpers of bliss, soon I'll meet you above. To join your full choir in rehearsing the story Salvation from sorrow through Jesus' love. Through prisoned on earth, yet by anticipation Already my soul tastes the sweets from my Love. Of joys that await me when freed from this station My heart's now in heaven, the Eden of Love.
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