Sight through a Glass, and Face to Face. 1 Cor. 13. 12

I. Watts              C.M.

I love the windows of thy grace,
Through which my Lord is seen,
And long to meet my Saviour’s face,
Without a glass between.

O that the happy hour were come,
To change my faith to sight!
I shall behold my Lord at home,
In a diviner light.

Haste, my Beloved, and remove
These interposing days;
Then shall my passions all be love,
And all my powers be praise.