When a saint is quite mature,
And fully sav’d by grace,
Pure in heart as God is pure;
His God no longer stays:
He who sow’d the harvest reaps,
Removes the fruit to paradise,
There the perfect spirits keeps,
Till all to judgment rise.
When a saint is quite mature
Hymnal/Album: Originally titled: “‘When the fruit is brought forth, immediately he putteth in the sickle, because the harvest is come.’—[Mark 4,] v. 29.” This hymn appears in the 1766 manuscript “MS Mark.” This manuscript is part of the collection of the Methodist Archive and Research Centre in The John Rylands Library, The University of Manchester (accession number MA 1977/574, Charles Wesley Notebooks Box 3). Accessed through the website of The Center for Studies in the Wesleyan Tradition, Duke Divinity School. Published in S.T. Kimbrough Jr. and Oliver A. Beckerlegge, eds., The Unpublished Poetry of Charles Wesley, vol. 2 (Nashville: Kingswood Books, 1990), page 55.
Publishing: Public Domain