hymns-for-the-poor-of-the-flock-v4

100. ‘Forever with the Lord!’

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1. “Forever with the Lord!”
Amen, so let it be:
Life from the dead is in that word,
‘Tis immortality.
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1. Here in the body pent,
   Absent from Him I roam,
   Yet nightly pitch my moving tent,
   A day’s march nearer home.
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2. My Father’s house on high,
   Home! to my soul how dear;
   I long to see thee, and I sigh
   Within thee to appear!
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3. My thirsty spirit faints
   To reach the home I love;
   The bright inheritance of saints,
   Jerusalem above.
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4. And though there intervene
   Rough roads and stormy skies,
   Faith will not suffer ought to screen,
   Thy glory from mine eyes.
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5. There shall all clouds depart,
   The wilderness shall cease;
   And sweetly shall each gladd’ned heart,
   Enjoy eternal peace.