Hymn 12 - "Sing without ceasing, sing"


Sing without ceasing, sing

The Saviour's present grace,

How all things shine in light divine

For those who've seen His face.


He's gone within the veil,

For us that place has won;

In Him we stand, a heav'nly band,

Where He Himself is gone.


There all's unsullied light,

Our hearts let in its rays;

And, heav'nly   light makes all things bright,

Seen in that blissful gaze.


Such here on earth we are,

Though we in weakness roam;

Our place on high, God's self so nigh,

His presence is our home.


And stayed by joy divine,

As hireling fills his day,

Through scenes of strife and desert life

We tread in peace our way.


That way is upward still,

Where life and glory are;

Our rest's above, in perfect love 

The glory we shall share.


For ever with the Lord,

For ever like Him then,

We'll see His face in that blest place

Our Father's house in heav'n.