Vol 02 - The Prospect

The Prospect Head of the Church, Thy body, Jesus, our great salvation!

Sweet to Thy saints

It is to think Of all thine exaltation!

All power to Thee ’s committed, All power in earth, and heaven, To thee a name

Above all fame, Above all glory ’s given.

Thy saints with Thee are raised, With thee on high are seated, Poor, sinful now, But soon with thee (Blest thought!) to be completed; For when Thou, Lord, and Savior, Shalt come again in glory, There by Thy side Thy SPOTLESS Bride Shall crown the wondrous story.

Then comes the final Kingdom, No bound, nor end possessing, When Heaven, and earth, Entranced shall lie In universal blessing; No murmuring tongue to sadden, No breath of sin to wither, In earth-on high-- Be naught but joy, And blissful peace forever!