301. C. M. Watts.
Prospect of Universal Blessedness.
1Lo! what a glorious sight appears
To our believing eyes!
The earth and seas are passed away,
And the old rolling skies.
2From the third heaven, where God resides
That holy, happy place,
The new Jerusalem comes down,
Adorned with shining grace.
3"The God of glory down to men
Removes his blessed abode;
Men, the dear objects of his grace,
And he, the loving God.
4"His own soft hand shall wipe the tears
From every weeping eye;
And pains and groans, and griefs and fears,
And death itself shall die."
5How long, dear Saviour, O how long
Shall this bright hour delay?
Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time,
And bring the welcome day.