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Hymn #689: Father, I Long, I Faint To See

Hymn #688 Hymn #690

Death, Resurrection, and Eternity

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689 (C.M.) Isaac Watts

Father, I long, I faint to see

The place of Thine abode;

I'd leave Thy earthly courts and flee

Up to Thy seat, my God!

Here I behold Thy distant face,

And 'tis a pleasing sight;

But to abide in Thine embrace

Is infinite delight.

There all the heav'nly hosts are seen,

In shining ranks they move,

And drink immortal vigor in

With wonder and with love

Then at thy feet with awful fear

Th' adoring armies fall;

With joy they shrink to nothing there,

Before th'eternal All.

There I would vie with all the host

In duty and in bliss,

While less than nothing I would boast,

And vanity confess.

The more thy glories strike my eyes,

The humbler I shall lie;

Thus, while I sink, my joys shall rise

Unmeasurably high.

Hymn #688 Hymn #690