C. P. C. Acts xxvi.16 From the glory and the gladness, From His secret place; From the rapture of His Presence From the radiance of His Face -- Christ, the Son of God, hath sent me Through the midnight lands; Mine the mighty ordination Of the pierced Hands. Mine the message grand and glorious Strange unsealed surprise -- That the goal is God's Beloved, Christ in Paradise. Hear me, weary men and women, Sinners dead in sin; I am come from heaven to tell you Of the love within; Not alone of God's great pathway Leading up to heaven; Not alone how you may enter Stainless and forgiven -- Not alone of rest and gladness Tears and sighing fled -- Not alone of life eternal Breathed into the dead -- But I tell you I have seen Him, God's beloved Son, From His lips have learnt the mystery He and His are one. There, as knit into the body Every joint and limb, We, His ransomed, His beloved, We are one with Him. All in marvellous completeness Added to the Lord, There to be His crown of glory, His supreme reward. Wondrous prize of our high calling! Speed we on to this, Past the cities of the angels Farther into bliss; On into the depths eternal Of the love and song, Where in God the Father's glory Christ has waited long; There to find that none beside Him God's delight can be -- NOT BESIDE HIM, NAY, BUT IN HIM, O BELOVED ARE WE. |