On His Birthday, Hymn 55

Lift up your hearts to things above,
Ye followers of the Lamb,
And join with us to praise His love,
And glorify His name:

To Jesu's name give thanks and sing,
Whose mercies never end:
Rejoice! rejoice! the Lord is King;
The King is now our Friend!

Our bosom-Friend, and Brother too,
Our Husband, and our Head,
Who all He bids delight to do,
And in His footsteps tread.

Who, for His sake, count all things loss;
On earthly good look down;
And joyfully sustain the cross,
Till we receive the crown.

O let us stir each other up,
Our faith by works to' approve,
By holy, purifying hope,
And the sweet task of love!

Love us, though far in flesh disjpin'd,
Ye lovers of the Lamb;
And ever bear us on your mind,
Who think and speak the same:

You on our minds we ever bear,
Whoe'er to Jesus bow;
Stretch out the arms of faith and prayer,
And, lo! we reach you now.

Surely we now your souls embrace,
With you we now appear,
Present before the throne of grace,
And you, and Christ are here.

Mercy and peace your portion be,

carnal minds unknown,
The hidden manna, and the tree
Of life, and the white stone.

The blessings all on you be shed,
Which God in Christ imparts;
We pray the Spirit of our Head
Into your faithful hearts.

Let all who for the promise wait,
The Holy Ghost receive;
And, raised to our unsinning state,
With God in Eden live!

Live till the Lord in glory come,
And wait His heaven to share:
He now is fitting up your home:
Go on; — well meet you there.