#68Jesus Is There

HASTE, my dull soul arise– Shake off thy care; Press to thy native skies– Mighty in prayer. Christ, he has gone before, Count all thy sufferings o'er; He all thy burdens bore– Jesus is there.

Souls for the marriage feast, Robed and prepared; Holy must be such guests Jesus is there! Saints, wear your victory palms, Chant your celestial psalms: Bride of the Lamb, thy charms, Oh! Let me wear.

Heaven's bliss is perfect, pure– Jesus is there! Heaven's bliss is ever sure– Thou art its heir. What makes its joys complete– What makes its hymns so sweet; There we our friends will greet– Jesus is there.