Verse 1
O how sweet it is to languish
For our God,
Till his blood
Eases all our anguish!
Blest we are in expectation
Of the bliss,
Power and peace,
Pardon and salvation.
Verse 2
We shall soon enjoy the favour
(Now the hope
Lifts us up)
Of our loving Saviour.
Confident, for God hath spoken,
Till the grace
We embrace
Hold we fast the token.
Verse 3
Though the world will not believe it,
Sure the word
Of our Lord;
All that ask, receive it.
We shall live the life of heaven,
While below,
We shall know
Here our sins forgiven.
Verse 4
Though they call our hope delusion,
Jesus here
Shall appear,
To our sin’s confusion.
All the virtues of his Passion
We shall share
And declare
In the new creation.
Verse 5
Jesus shall impute his merit
Unto all
Those that call
For his promis’d Spirit;
Pour into our hearts the pardon,
Make us bud
By his blood
As a watred garden.
Verse 6
O the soul-transporting pleasure
Which we feel,
Waiting still
For the heavenly treasure!
O the joy of expectation!
Happy we
Soon shall see
All the Lord’s salvation!