Where, my best, my bosom-Friend

Verse 1
Where, my best, my bosom-Friend,
Shall our sacred Friendship end,
End, yet evermore increase?
In the Realms of glorious Bliss:
There we shall with Transport meet,
Find our Happiness compleat,
All the Joys of Angels prove,
All the Sweets of Heavenly Love.

Verse 2
There we to Each other known,
Hand in Hand before his Throne
Shall triumphantly appear,
Partners of his Patience here,
Comprehend his whole Design,
In his rapt’rous Praises join,
While eternal Ages flow
Bless Him that we met below.

Verse 3
At the Marriage-Feast above
What shall violate our Love?
Human Frown, or hellish Art?
No, they never more shall part:

[unfinished]

Hymnal/Album: This hymn appears in the mid-1750s manuscript “MS Richmond.” 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 1977/551, Charles Wesley Notebooks Box 1). 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 and Oliver A. Beckerlegge, eds., The Unpublished Poetry of Charles Wesley, vol. 1 (Nashville: Kingswood Books, 1988), page 262.
Publishing: Public Domain