Here Hyacinths Of Heavenly Blue, Shook Their

Two Roses On One Slender Spray In Sweet Communion Grew, Together Hailed The Morning Ray And Drank The Evening Dew.

Joys Too Exquisite To Last, And Yet More Exquisite When Past.

Baptize The Nations! Far And Nigh,the Triumphs Of The Cross Recordthe Name Of Jesus Glorify,till Every People Call Him Lord.

If God Hath Made This World So Fair, Where Sin And Death Abound, How Beautiful Beyond Compare Will Paradise Be Found!

Yet Nightly Pitch My Moving Tent, A Day's March Nearer Home.