1. When languor and disease invade This trembling house of clay, 'Tis sweet to look beyond the cage, And long to fly away. 2. Sweet to look inward and attend The whispers of His love; Sweet to look upward to the place, Where Jesus pleads above; 3. Sweet to look back, and see my name In life's fair book set down; Sweet to look forward, and behold Eternal joys my own; 4. Sweet to reflect how grace divine My sins on Jesus laid; Sweet to remember that His blood My debt of suffering paid. 5. Sweet to rejoice in lively hope That when my change shall come, Angels will hover round my bed, and waft my spirit home. 6. Sweet in His righteousness to standm Which saves from second death; Sweet to experience day by day His Spirit's quickening breath; 7. Sweet in faithfulness to rest, Whose love can never end; Sweet on his covenant of grace For all things to depend; 8. Sweet in the confidence of faith To trust His firm decrees; Sweet to lie passive in His hands, And know no will but this. 9. If such is the sweetness of the streams, What must the fountains be? Where saints and angels draw their bliss Immediately from thee! 10. Then shall my disimprisoned soul Behold Him and adore; Be with His likeness satisfied, And grieve and sin no more. 11. If such the views which grace unfolds, Weak as it is below, What raptures must the Church above In Jesus' presence know!"