| Song | O Glorious Hope Of Perfect Love |
| Album | John Wesley’s Collection of Hymns |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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| Tags | O Glorious Hope Of Perfect Love |
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O Glorious Hope Of Perfect Love!
It Lifts Me Up To Things Above,
It Bears On Eagles’ Wings;
It Gives My Ravished Soul A Taste,
And Makes Me For Some Moments Feast
With Jesu’s Priests And Kings.
Rejoicing Now In Earnest Hope,
I Stand, And From The Mountain-Top
See All The Land Below;
Rivers Of Milk And Honey Rise,
And All The Fruits Of Paradise
In Endless Plenty Grow.
A Land Of Corn, And Wine, And Oil,
Favoured With God’s Peculiar Smile,
With Every Blessing Blest;
There Dwells The Lord Our Righteousness,
And Keeps His Own In Perfect Peace,
And Everlasting Rest.
O That I Might At Once Go Up!
No More On This Side Jordan Stop,
But Now The Land Possess;
This Moment End My Legal Years,
Sorrows, And Sins, And Doubt, And Fears,
A Howling Wilderness.
Now, O My Joshua, Bring Me In!
Cast Out Thy Foes; The Inbred Sin,
The Carnal Mind, Remove;
The Purchase Of Thy Death Divide!
Give Me With All The Sanctified
The Heritage Of Love!
