From Thee, My God, My Joys Shall Rise

From Thee

my God

my joys shall rise

And run eter­nal rounds

Beyond the lim­its of the skies

Beyond the lim­its of the skies

And all cre­at­ed bounds

And all cre­at­ed bounds.

The ho­ly tri­umphs of my soul

Shall death it­self out­brave

Leave dull mor­tal­ity be­hind

Leave dull mor­tal­ity be­hind

And fly be­yond the grave

And fly be­yond the grave.

There

where my bless­èd Je­sus reigns

In Heav’n’s un­mea­sured space

I’ll spend a long eter­ni­ty

I’ll spend a long eter­ni­ty

In plea­sure and in praise

In plea­sure and in praise.

Millions of years my won­der­ing eyes

Shall o’er Thy beau­ties rove

And end­less ag­es I’ll ad­ore

And end­less ag­es I’ll ad­ore

The glo­ries of Thy love

The glo­ries of Thy love.

Sweet Je­sus

ev­ery smile of Thine

Shall fresh en­dear­ments bring;

And thou­sand tastes of new de­light

And thou­sand tastes of new de­light

From all Thy grac­es spring

From all Thy grac­es spring.

Haste

my Be­lov­èd

fetch my soul

Up to Thy blest abode;

Fly

for my spir­it longs to see

Fly

for my spir­it longs to see

My Sav­ior and my God

My Sav­ior and my God.