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You are not of the world.
John 15:19.
The sun above us gleaming
Is not the sun for me;
Though joyful be his beaming,
And beautiful to see;
There is a Sun of Righteousness
Who cheers and saves me by his grace,
All copious on me streaming,
O that’s the Sun for me.
2 The kings and lords of nations,
Are not the kings for me;
Too low their highest stations;
Too mean their dignity:
The King of kings and Lord of lords,
Almighty in his ways and words,
The word of his salvation,
O that’s the king for me.
3 This house of death and mourning
Is not the house for me,
Where all to dust are turning,
In tears and agony;
But there’s a house not made with hands,
It ever stood and ever stands,
Beyond the world’s last burning;
O that’s the house for me.
4 The wars the hero fights in,
Are not the wars for me;
The war my heart delights in,
Shall end in victory;
’Tis not a war of flesh and blood;
I fight for heaven, I fight for God,
A kingdom with my rights in,—
O that’s the war for me.
5 This land of sin and sorrow,
Is not the land for me,
Where anguish oft I borrow
From dying company;
Th’ immortal land is far away,
I’ll enter it on some bright day,
That day may be to-morrow—
O that’s the land for me.
A. Crithfield.