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Enoch and Elijah both went up to heaven,
Their journey so swift, their chariot so strong;
And with the Apostles perhaps they are even,
Their wonders were great, their triumphs are long.

On fiery wheels of shining bliss,
They rode aloft beyond the skies;
For they have gone where Jesus is,
Where the bright cherub swiftly flies.

Translated mortals soar above,
And speak Christ's name in endless praise;
Immanuel is endless love,
Then shout it everlasting days.

The wonders of the cloud,
And wonders of the rainbow;
The wonders of the flood,
And wonders of the rain too,

Shall fill our souls with sweet amaze,
While we on heavenly riches gaze;
And with seraphic ardor blaze,
And from our minds all fears erase,
Of our eternal woe.,

Abram the wise, the holy and prayerful,
And the great friend of God;
The great father of the faithful,
Is washed in Christ's blood.

He too, shall tell us of his holy apparitions, His wonderful doubts
and wonderful decisions;
Bright angels the instruments to tell him the same,
And all of it back'd with the eternal I AM.

Paul and Moses both shall join,
And each their sacred souls combine,
To read the Jewish law;
Such wond'rous lectures bright and clear,
From darkness, doubt, and sin and fear,
On earth we never saw.
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