← Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face Hymns and Tunes (1888) · No. 1122

Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face

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Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face;Here would I touch and handle things unseen;Here grasp with firmer hand eternal grace,And all my weariness upon thee lean.

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Here would I feed upon the bread of God;Here drink with thee the royal wine of heaven;Here would I lay aside each earthly load,Here taste afresh the calm of sin forgiven.

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Too soon we rise; the symbols disappear;The feast, though not the love, is passed and gone;The bread and wine remove, but thou art here—Nearer than ever—still my Shield and Sun.

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Feast after feast thus comes and passes by;Yet, passing, points to the glad feast above,Giving sweet foretastes of the festal joy,The Lamb's great bridal feast of bliss and love.