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The Celeſtial Country.
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Even now by faith I ſee thee,
Even here thy walls diſcern;
To thee my thoughts are kindled,
And ſtrive, and pant, and yearn.
35.
Jeruſalem the onely,
That look'ſt from heaven below,
In thee is all my glory,
In me is all my woe;
And though my body may not,
My ſpirit ſeeks thee fain,
Till fleſh and earth return me
To earth and fleſh again.
36.
O none can tell thy bulwarks,
How gloriouſly they riſe!
O none can tell thy capitals
Of beautiful device!
Thy lovelineſs oppreſſes
All human thought and heart;
And none, O peace, O Syon,
Can ſing thee as thou art!
