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The Sweetness of Spiritual Things. Ps. 104. 34

A. M. Toplady          C.M.

1
When languor and disease invade
This trembling house of clay,
’Tis sweet to look beyond our cage,
And long to fly away.

2
[Sweet to look inward, and attend
The whispers of his love;
Sweet to look upward to the place
Where Jesus pleads above.]

3
Sweet to look back, and see my name
In life’s fair book set down;
Sweet to look forward, and behold
Eternal joys my own.

4
Sweet to reflect how grace divine
My sins on Jesus laid;
Sweet to remember that his blood
My debt of suffering paid.

5
Sweet in his righteousness to stand,
Which saves from second death;
Sweet to experience, day by day,
His Spirit’s quickening breath.

6
[Sweet in his faithfulness to rest,
Whose love can never end;
Sweet on his covenant of grace
For all things to depend.]

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Sweet in the confidence of faith
To trust his firm decrees;
Sweet to lie passive in his hands,
And know no will but his.

8
If such the sweetness of the streams,
What must the fountain be?
Where saints and angels draw their bliss
Immediately from thee!