Sweet heavenly peace from God
Which floods into my soul,
And brightens all my pathway
To Heaven's shining goal!
I stand on Time's great threshold,
Betwixt this life and death
For I am but a piece of clay
Filled with Thy holy breath.
And when, Lord, Thou shalt bid me
To enter Life's New Birth
The great silver cord will break,
That binds my soul to earth.
I will mount to gleaming heights
Of love and holy peace;
My soul triumphantly will sing
Of grace that will not cease.
Far past the realms of Death
Past sea and stormy tide,
I'll mount to glorious day,
And with Thee I'll abide.
What though I'm as the humblest
Throughout the earth's broad land-
I know that Thou dost love me,
And at Thy side I'll stand!
Like as a bird imprisoned.
For freedom pines and sighs
But when released, with gladness
Soars gaily to the skies.
So when Thou'lt give the summons
To leave this earth-bound clay,
My soul on glistening wing
Will gladly haste away.
And soaring far past the skies
Leaving Death's solemn bond,
I'll joyfully meet Thee, Lord,
In Thy great, pure Beyond!
And when mine eyes see at last
The beauty of Thy face
I'll sing the great Song of Songs,
" I'm pardoned by Thy grace !"
