English poem
Hymn CXCVIII. Long Metre. The Glory and Safety of the Church
by Anonymous
O HAPPY Church, celestial bride, Thy husband will with thee reside, With matchless glory thou shalt shine In robes of honour all divine.
Silver and gold her happy dress, Truth, meekness, love and righteousness; Holy without and pure within, Free from the guilt of reigning sin.
Her laws and doctrines just and right, Her priests, the ministers of light; Her order from the courts above, And all her service done in love.
Her discipline is from the word, Her head and ruler is the Lord; Her sons and daughters all agree And live in peace and charity.
Her journey is the holy way Which leads to everlasting day, And her eternal sure reward A crown of glory with the Lord.
More by Anonymous
- Hymn CXCIX. Common Metre. The Ways of Wisdom
- Hymn CXCV. Common Metre. Obedience to God our Father
- Hymn CXCVI. Long Metre. Brotherly Love
- Hymn CXCVII. Common Metre. TE DEUM. A general Hymn of Praise
- Hymn CXI. Common Metre. The Blessings of Abraham
- Hymn CXIII. Common Metre. Pardoning Mercy
- Hymn CXIX. Particular Metre. The Beauties of the Spring
- Hymn CXLI. Common Metre. Divine Counsels