Still hold him in thy hand,
Till he and all thy ransom’d sheep,
Shall rest in their own land.
III.
The preachers and the people there,
Shall thee in fulness see;
Shall keep the long sabbatic year,
The feast of jubilee.
If we never meet again in this suffering world, God grant that we may ere long see each other in the heavenly paradise, where all tears shall be wiped from our eyes, and death, sin, and sorrow we shall know no more. Farewel.
Ever, ever yours,