Like a deep tide Thy beauteous glories roll,
And fill with heavenly joy my raptured soul.
Shrined in my inmost heart, Thy name shall
be
A bed of sweets, and holy fragrancy.
Lord, I shall meet Thee soon, these mortal
eyes
Withont a veil, shall see Thee in the skies!
This earthly frame shall Thy full image bear,
Know Thy deep love and all Thy glory share.
The Father's grace chose a pure bride for thee,
Ere worlds were made, or man was formed to
And every member of Thy church shall shine
A living star, with lustre all divine;
Shall dwell with Thee in ages yet to come,
Bought by Thy blood to share Thy heavenly
home.