How true it is no heart may comprehend

lyricist: Moravian Brethren
Composer: William Henry Monk

How true it is no heart may comprehend

The glory God prepareth for His own

And what will happen when this age shall end;

But yet in vision Jesus hath made known

How fair and holy shall the Church descend

Lit up with light of precious jasper stone.

And He shall make His Church all heavenly fair

With gold and pearls

and every radiant stone

And reign in holiness and glory there

And shine as suns and stars have never shone;

And He shall lead His Bride

His joy and care

With blissful singing to His Father’s throne.

And then the blest communion shall have come

Of God’s dear children meeting from afar;

Within His burning love they blend as one

Yet each

according as His counsels are

Shall have peculiar glory of his own

As one star differeth from another star.

And God is all in all in that great day

And He is their exceeding great Reward;

Their stream of life

their beautiful array

Their food

their joy

their radiance

Christ the Lord;

The music of their wondrous song shall say

How great the joy that passeth thought or word.

And this is that eternal life of heaven

Laid up with Christ in God

the mystery

Of resurrection life which He hath given:

A fount of living waters full and free;

A life by which the gates of death are riven

A life which on the throne of Christ shall be.

And here in this waste wilderness begun

So soon as we believe in Christ aright

And quickened by the Spirit of the Son

Receive Him as our only life and light

As all the branches in the vine are one

So we are one forever in His sight.

Now come

Lord Jesus

quickly from above

Do Thou sustain us on the desert road

And draw us after Thee by might of love

Our Fatherland art Thou

O love of God;

Once safe in Thee

no more shall we remove

O Thou our everlasting sure abode.

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