By A Collection of Hymns

      2-6s & 4-7s.
      1 AGAIN we lift our voice,
      And shout our solemn joys;
      Cause of highest raptures this,
      Raptures that shall never fail,
      See a soul escaped to bliss,
      Keep the Christian festival!

      2 Our friend is gone before
      To that celestial shore;
      He hath left his mates behind,
      He hath all the storms outrode;
      Found the rest we toil to find,
      Landed in the arms of God.

      3 And shall we mourn to see
      Our fellow-prisoner free?
      Free from doubts, and griefs, and fears,
      In the haven of the skies!
      Can we weep to see the tears
      Wiped for ever from his eyes?

      4 No, dear companion, no!
      We gladly let thee go,
      From a suffering church beneath,
      To a reigning church above:
      Thou hast more than conquered death;
      Thou art crowned with life and love.

      5 Thou, in thy youthful prime,
      Hast leaped the bounds of time,
      Suddenly from earth released;
      Lo! we now rejoice for thee,
      Taken to an early rest,
      Caught into eternity.

      6 Thither may we repair
      That glorious bliss to share!
      We shall see the welcome day,
      We shall to the summons bow;
      Come, Redeemer, come away,
      Now prepare, and take us now.