By A Collection of Hymns

      S.M.
      1 SAVIOUR of sinful men,
      Thy goodness we proclaim,
      Which brings us here to meet again,
      And triumph in thy name;
      Our safeguard and our tower;
      Hath saved us from the world, and sin,
      And all the accuser's power.

      2 Jesus take all the praise,
      That still on earth we live,
      Unspotted in so foul a place,
      And innocently grieve!
      We shall from Sodom flee,
      When perfected in love;
      And haste to better company,
      Who wait for us above.

      3 Awhile in flesh disjoined,
      Our friends that went before
      We soon in Paradise shall find,
      And meet to part no more.
      In yon thrice-happy seat,
      Waiting for us they are;
      And thou shalt there a husband meet!
      And I a parent there!

      4 O! what a mighty change
      Shall Jesu's sufferers know,
      While o'er the happy plains they range,
      Incapable of woe!
      No ill-requited love
      Shall there our spirits wound;
      No base ingratitude above,
      No sin in heaven is found.

      5 There all our griefs are spent!
      There all our sorrows end!
      We cannot there the fall lament
      Of a departed friend!
      A brother dead to God,
      By sin, alas! undone
      No father there, in passion loud,
      Cries, "O my son, my son!"

      6 Nor slightest touch of pain,
      Nor sorrow's least alloy,
      Can violate our rest, or stain
      Our purity of joy:
      In that eternal day
      No clouds nor tempests rise,
      These gushing tears are wiped away
      For ever from our eyes.