Happy Soul, Thy Days Are Ended

Happy soul

thy days are end­ed

All thy mourn­ing days be­low:

Go

by an­gel guards at­tend­ed

To the sight of Je­sus go!

Waiting to re­ceive thy spir­it

Lo! the Sav­ior stands above

Shows the pur­chase of His mer­it

Reaches out the crown of love.

Struggle through thy lat­est pas­sion

To thy dear Re­deem­er’s breast

To His ut­te­rmost sal­va­tion

To His ev­er­last­ing rest:

For the joy He sets be­fore thee

Bear a mo­men­ta­ry pain

Die

to live the life of glo­ry

Suffer

with thy Lord to reign.