Poems on Miscellaneous Subjects (Harper, 1857)/That blessed hope
THAT BLESSED HOPE.
Oh! crush it not, that hope so blest,
Which cheers the fainting heart,
And points it to the coming rest,
Where sorrow has no part.
Which cheers the fainting heart,
And points it to the coming rest,
Where sorrow has no part.
Tear from my heart each worldly prop,
Unbind each earthly string,
But to this blest and glorious hope,
Oh! let my spirit cling.
Unbind each earthly string,
But to this blest and glorious hope,
Oh! let my spirit cling.
It cheer'd amid the days of old
Each holy patriarch's breast;
It was an anchor to their souls,
Upon it let me rest.
Each holy patriarch's breast;
It was an anchor to their souls,
Upon it let me rest.
When wandering in dens and caves,
In sheep and goat skins dress'd,
A peel'd and scatter'd people learned
To know this hope was blest.
In sheep and goat skins dress'd,
A peel'd and scatter'd people learned
To know this hope was blest.
Help me, amidst this world of strife,
To long for Christ to reign,
That when He brings the crown of life,
I may that crown obtain!
To long for Christ to reign,
That when He brings the crown of life,
I may that crown obtain!