I.

One spark O GOD of heav'nly fire
Awakes my heart with warm desire
To reach the realms above;
Immortal glories round me shine,
I drink the streams of joys divine,
And sing redeeming love.

II.

O could I wing my way in haste
Soon with archangels I would feast,
And join their sweet employ;
I'd glide along the heav'nly stream,
And join their most exalted theme
In everlasting joy.

III.

Too mean this little globe for me,
Nor will I e'er contented be
To feed on things so vain;
Its greatest treasures are but dross,
Its grandeur short, its pleasures curst,
To joys all mixt with pain.

IV.

But resting in my Saviour's arms,
My soul enjoys transporting charms
And everlasting love;
There's life, there's joy and solid peace;
There's friendship that can never cease;
A rock that cannot move.

V.

Soar then my soul, stretch ev'ry thought,
To reach within the heav'nly court;
Above this mortal orb;
There let me with archangels rise,
And find my seat above the skies,
Where sins no more disturb.

VI.

There with an everlasting band
Of kindred saints at GOD'S right hand
My happy lot shall be;
To soar, to shout, to reign, to rest
For ever, and for ever blest,
With thee, O GOD , with thee.