Hymn 1:31 [O Happy Soul That Lives On High]

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Title:     Hymn 1:31 [O Happy Soul That Lives On High]
Author: Isaac Watts [More Titles by Watts]

The hidden life of a Christian, Col. 3. 3.

O happy soul that lives on high;
While men lie grovelling here!
His hopes are fix'd above the sky,
And faith forbids his fear.

His conscience knows no secret stings,
While peace and joy combine
To form a life whose holy springs
Are hidden and divine.

He waits in secret on his God;
His God in secret sees:
Let earth be all in arms abroad,
He dwells in heavenly peace.

His pleasures rise from things unseen,
Beyond this world and time,
Where neither eyes nor ears have been,
Nor thoughts of sinners climb.

He wants no pomp nor royal throne
To raise his figure here;
Content and pleas'd to live unknown,
Till Christ his life appear.

He looks to heaven's eternal hill
To meet that glorious day:
But patient waits his Saviour's will
To fetch his soul away.

[The end]
Isaac Watts's Poem: Hymn 1:31 [O Happy Soul That Lives On High]

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