4 Soon shall we meet again, Meet ne’er to sever: Soon shall Peace wreathe her chain Round us for ever: Our hearts will then repose Secure from worldly woes; Our songs of praise shall close, Never—no, never! 505 C. P. M. He that dwelleth in love, etc. 1 John 4:16. O love divine, how sweet thou art! When shall I find my wandering heart All taken up in thee! O may I daily live to prove The sweetness of redeeming love, The love of Christ to me. 2 God only knows the love of God; O may it now be shed abroad To cheer my fainting heart! I want to feel that love divine; This heavenly portion, Lord, be mine— Be mine this better part. 3 O that I could for ever sit With Mary at the Master’s feet! Be this my happy choice; My only care, delight, and bliss, My joy, my heaven on earth, be this, To hear the Bridegroom’s voice. 4 O that I might, with happy John, Recline my weary head upon The blessed Redeemer’s breast! From care, and fear, and sorrow free, Give me, O Lord, to find in thee My everlasting rest. 506 6s, 4s & 5s. A parting hymn. Peacefully, tenderly, Here, as we part, The farewell that lingers Be breathed from the heart: No place more fitting, O house of the Lord— Here be it spoken, That last prayerful word. 2 Thoughtfully, carefully, Solemn and slow! Tears are bedewing The path that we go; Perils before us We know not to-day— Kindly and safely, O Lord, lead the way. 3 Upwardly, steadfastly, Gaze on that brow: Jesus, our Leader, Reigns conqueror now. His steps let us follow, His sufferings dare, Go up to glory, His blessedness share. 4 Patiently, cheerfully, Up, and depart To labor and duty With gladness of heart; The ransomed, with triumph, To Zion we’ll bring, Shouting salvation To Jesus, our King. 507 L. M. Pilgrim’s farewell. Farewell, my friends, time rolls along, Nor waits for mortal care or bliss; I leave you here to travel on, Till I arrive where Jesus is. Chorus.—Farewell, farewell, farewell, My Christian friends, farewell. 2 Farewell, my brethren in the Lord, To you I’m bound in cords of love, Yet we believe his gracious word, That we ere long shall meet above. 3 Farewell, old soldiers of the cross, You’ve struggled long and hard for heaven, You’ve counted all things here but dross, Fight on, the crown will soon be given. 4 Farewell, poor careless sinners, too, It grieves my soul to leave you here. Eternal sorrow waits for you, O turn, and find salvation near.