To pass within Thy love’s eternal rest,
And onwards to confess Thee undismayed;
And onwards yet, till on my Saviour’s breast
My soul is stayed;
And yet beyond that rest and joy of mine,
To joy which heart of man hath never known,
Where Christ rejoiceth in His Song Divine—
That joy of perfect love, O Lord, is Thine,
And Thine alone.”
Then doth He speak and say—