<p>How happy every child of grace,<br />Who knows his sins forgiven!<br />"This earth," he cries, is not my place,<br />I seek my place in heaven:<br />A country far from mortal sight,<br />Which yet by faith I see,<br />The land of rest, the saints’ delight,<br />The heaven prepared for me."<br /></p><p>O what a blessed hope is ours!<br />While here on earth we stay:<br />We more than taste the heavenly powers,<br />And antedate that day,<br />We feel the resurrection near,<br />Our life in Christ concealed,<br />And with His glorious presence here<br />Our earthen vessels filled.</p>
