HYMN LXXXIX. At parting of Friends

Lord, when together here we meet, And taste thy heav'nly Grace; Thy Smiles are so divinely sweet, We're loth to leave the Place.

But Father, since it is thy Will, That we must part again, Yet let thy special Presence still With every one remain.

And let us all in Christ be one, Bound with the Cords of Love, Till we before thy glorious Throne, Shall joyful meet above.

Thence, void of all distracting Pains, Our Spirits ne'er shall tire, But in Seraphic endless Strains Redeeming Love admire.

All Sin and Sorrow from each Heart, Shall then forever fly: Nor shall a Thought that we must part, Once interrupt our Joy.

And thus through all Eternity, Upon the heav'nly Shore; The great mysterious One in Three, Jehovah we'll adore.