Earnestly desiring.
2 Cor. 5:2.
O could our thoughts and wishes fly
Above these gloomy shades,
To those bright worlds beyond the sky,
Which sorrow ne’er invades!
2 There joys, unseen by mortal eyes,
Or reason’s feeble ray,
In ever-blooming prospect rise,
Unconscious of decay.
3 Lord, send a beam of light divine,