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.
