1991 Denson Revision
to the Cooper book version of this tune
And let this feeble body fail,
And let it faint or die;
My soul shall quit this mournful vale,
And soar to worlds on high.
Shall join the disembodied saints,
And find its long-sought rest,
The only bliss for which it pants,
In my Redeemer's breast.
O what are all my suff'rings here,
If, Lord, Thou count me meet
With that enraptured host t'appear,
And worship at Thy feet.