562. 7s. M. Raffles. The Saints in Glory. 1 High, in yonder realms of light, Dwell the raptured saints above, Far beyond our feeble sight, Happy in Immanuel's love. 2 Happy spirits, ye are fled Where no grief can entrance find, Lulled to rest the aching head, Soothed the anguish of the mind. 3 'Mid the chorus of the skies, 'Mid the angelic lyres above Hark! their songs melodious rise, -- Songs of praise to Jesus' love.
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