To this bright Abode
Of perfect blessedness,
And everlasting peace,
‘The Bosom of his Father and his God.’ ”
VII.
“Oh, I shall surely reach that place,
Through matchless grace!
One moment more below
I linger, then I go,
From this dark world of woe,
To this bright Abode
Of perfect blessedness,
And everlasting peace,
‘The Bosom of his Father and his God.’ ”
“Oh, I shall surely reach that place,
Through matchless grace!
One moment more below
I linger, then I go,
From this dark world of woe,