#58The Jewels of the Lord

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YE jewels of our Master, Who shine with heavenly rays, Amid the beams of glory, Reflect immortal blaze; Ye diamonds of beauty, With pleasing lustre crowned, Of heavenly extraction, To Zion's City bound.
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When we beheld your order, And harmony of soul, And heard divinest numbers In pure devotion roll, And gems immortal glowing With such enlivening grace, We viewed the Saviour's image, Impressed on every face.
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Speak often to each other, To cheer the fainting mind; And often be your voices In pure devotion joined; Though trials may await you, The crown before you lies; Take courage, brother pilgrim; And soon you'll win the prize.
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Ye shall be mine, says Jesus, In that auspicious day, When I make up my jewels, Released from cumbrous clay; He'll polish and refine you, From worthless dross and tin; And to his heavenly kingdom Will bid you enter in.
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As Aaron with his girdle, In shining jewels dressed, Bore all the tribes of Israel Inscribed upon his breast; So will the Priest of Zion, Before the Father's throne, Present the heirs of glory, And God the kindred own.
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We'll range the wide dominion Of our Redeemer round, And in dissolving raptures Be lost in love profound; While all the flaming harpers Begin the lasting song, With hallelujahs rolling From the unnumbered throng.

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