Heb. vi. 19, 20.
I
go on my way rejoicing,
Though
weary the wilderness
road--
I
go on my way rejoicing
In
hope of the glory of
God.
Oh
well do I know that glory,
That
Home and that welcome
sweet,
Where
above the mists and the shadows
With
the heart of my God I
meet.
There
the ship of my soul is harboured
In
the calm of the crystal
sea,
For
within the veil is the anchor,
Where
Jesus has entered for
me.
Awhile
in the earthen vessel
The
treasures of glory
gleam;
In
Heaven the fount eternal,
In
the desert the living
stream.
And
looking on Christ in glory,
That
glory so still, so
fair,
There
passes a change upon me,
Till
I am as He who is
there.
Then
no more in the earthen vessel
The
treasure of God shall
be,
But
in full and unclouded beauty,
O
Lord, wilt Thou shine through
me.
Afar
through the golden vessel
Will
the glory of God shine
bright;
There
shall be no need for the sunshine,
For
the Lamb shall be the
light.
With
the light of the Stone most precious
Shall
the City of God be
fair;
He
shall shine who is like to the jasper
In
His cloudless glory
there.
Undimmed
in that wondrous vessel,
That
light of surpassing
love
Shall
illumine the earth in its gladness,
And
shall fill the heavens
above.
All,
all in His new creation,
The
glory of God shall
see;
And
the lamp for that light eternal
The
Bride of the Lamb shall
be.
A
golden lamp in the heavens,
That
all may see and
adore
The
lamb who was slain and who liveth,
Who
liveth for
evermore.
So
I go on my way rejoicing
That
the heavens and earth shall
see
His
grace, and His glory and beauty,
In
the depth of His love to
me.
F. M.
