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Hymn 1:19 (lord At Thy Temple We Appear) Post by :wealth2moms Category :Poems Author :Isaac Watts Date :July 2011 Read :2772

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Hymn 1:19 (lord At Thy Temple We Appear)

The song of Simeon; or, Death made desirable,
Luke 2. 27 &c.


Lord at thy temple we appear,
As happy Simeon came,
And hope to meet our Saviour here;
O make our joys the same!

With what divine and vast delight
The good old man was fill'd,
When fondly in his wither'd arms
He clasp'd the holy child!

"Now I can leave this world," he cry'd,
"Behold thy servant dies,
"I've seen thy great salvation, Lord,
"And close my peaceful eyes.

"This is the light prepar'd to shine
"Upon the Gentile lands,
"Thine Israel's glory, and their hope
"To break their slavish bands."

(Jesus, the vision of thy face
Hath overpowering charms
Scarce shall I feel death's cold embrace
If Christ be in my arms.

Then while ye hear my heart-strings break,
How sweet my minutes roll!
A mortal paleness on my cheek,
And glory in my soul.)


(The end)
Isaac Watts's Poem: Hymn 1:19 (Lord At Thy Temple We Appear)

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