Poems (Edwards)/Heaven
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HEAVEN.
When o'er our pathway, dark and chill,
Life's lowering clouds are driven,
How sweet it is to look and find
A cordial for the troubled mind,
A soothing calm in Heaven.
Life's lowering clouds are driven,
How sweet it is to look and find
A cordial for the troubled mind,
A soothing calm in Heaven.
When from our hearts, like blossoms bright,
The dearest ties are riven,
How sweet to find on Jesus' breast
A holy calm, a sacred rest,
A blessing sent from Heaven.
The dearest ties are riven,
How sweet to find on Jesus' breast
A holy calm, a sacred rest,
A blessing sent from Heaven.
When we have tasted sorrow's cup
Which God has wisely given,
How sweet it is to look on high,
And see with faith's illumined eye
The kind concern of Heaven.
Which God has wisely given,
How sweet it is to look on high,
And see with faith's illumined eye
The kind concern of Heaven.
And when upon life's latest hour
We stand through Christ forgiven,
How sweet the hope of meeting those
Who slumber now in hushed repose,
All landed safe in Heaven.
We stand through Christ forgiven,
How sweet the hope of meeting those
Who slumber now in hushed repose,
All landed safe in Heaven.
Lord! let thy billows and thy clouds
Across my track be driven,
But let me find my bark at last
Far, far beyond this dangerous coast
At rest with thee in Heaven.
Across my track be driven,
But let me find my bark at last
Far, far beyond this dangerous coast
At rest with thee in Heaven.
Let sorrow, suffering and distress
To me be freely given,
What God appoints I gladly bear,
'Twill soon be o'er, we know there are
No suffering hearts in Heaven.
To me be freely given,
What God appoints I gladly bear,
'Twill soon be o'er, we know there are
No suffering hearts in Heaven.