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Hymn 1:21 (lo, What A Glorious Sight Appears) Post by :Robin_R Category :Poems Author :Isaac Watts Date :July 2011 Read :2637

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Hymn 1:21 (lo, What A Glorious Sight Appears)

A vision of the kingdom of Christ among men,
Rev. 21. 1-4.

Lo, what a glorious sight appears
To our believing eyes!
The earth and sea are pass'd away,
And the old rolling skies.

From the third heaven where God resides,
That holy happy place,
The New Jerusalem comes down
Adorn'd with shining grace.

Attending angels shout for joy,
And the bright armies sing,
"Mortals, behold the sacred seat
"Of your descending King.

"The God of glory down to men
"Removes his blest abode,
"Men the dear objects of his grace,
"And he the loving God.

"His own soft hand shall wipe the tears
"From every weeping eye,
"And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears,
"And death itself shall die."

How long, dear Saviour, O how long,
Shall this bright hour delay!
Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time,
And bring the welcome day.

(The end)
Isaac Watts's Poem: Hymn 1:21 (Lo, What A Glorious Sight Appears)

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