Jude: They...vest from their labours; and their, &c

The saints who die of Christ possest,
Enter into immediate rest;
For them no farther test remains
Of purging fires and torturing pains:
Who trusting in their Lord depart,
Cleansed from all sin, and pure in heart,
The bliss unmix'd, the glorious prize,
They find with Christ in paradise.
Close follow'd by their works they go,
Their Master's purchased joy to know;
Their works enhance the bliss prepared,
And each hath its distinct reward:
Yet glorified by grace alone
They cast their crowns before the throne,
And fill the echoing courts above
With praises of redeeming Love.
GREAT and marvellous in grace
Is our almighty Lord,
True and righteous are Thy ways
By all Thy works adored!
King of saints, Thy kingdom near
Judgments manifest proclaim,
Holy God, the world shall fear
And bless Thy glorious name,