The Greeting of Souls
Are the bonds of earth dissevered,
Are at length my pinions free?
May I, in th' eternal haven,
Dearest, soon be one with thee?
Yea! thy spirit, hovering o'er me,
Oft to heaven my glances drew;
Now in light, in life I find thee,
Never lost from memory's view. He .
Say, what hear I? Dost thou draw me
Downward, or dost upward steer?
Smiles again my earthly springtime,
Or a fairer, blooming here?
Yes! in these celestial mansions
Thee I missed, and only thee;
Come! I feel thy presence, waking
(E'en in heav'n) fresh life in me!
Are at length my pinions free?
May I, in th' eternal haven,
Dearest, soon be one with thee?
Yea! thy spirit, hovering o'er me,
Oft to heaven my glances drew;
Now in light, in life I find thee,
Never lost from memory's view. He .
Say, what hear I? Dost thou draw me
Downward, or dost upward steer?
Smiles again my earthly springtime,
Or a fairer, blooming here?
Yes! in these celestial mansions
Thee I missed, and only thee;
Come! I feel thy presence, waking
(E'en in heav'n) fresh life in me!
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