Death and immediate glory. 2 Corinthians v. 1, 5—8.
Isaac Watts (1674–1748)
THERE is a house not made with hands,
Eternal and on high;
And here my spirit waiting stands,
Till God shall bid it fly.
Shortly this prison of my clay
Must be dissolv’d and fall;
Then, O my soul! with joy obey
Thy heav’nly Father’s call.
’Tis he, by his almighty grace,
That forms thee fit for heav’n;
And, as an earnest of the place,
Has his own Spirit giv’n.
We walk by faith of joys to come,
Faith lives upon his word;
But while the body is our home,
We’re absent from the Lord.
’Tis pleasant to believe thy grace,
But we had rather see;
We would be absent from the flesh,
And present, Lord, with thee.
—The Psalms & Hymns of Isaac Watts. Hymns and Spiritual Songs. Book I: Collected from the Holy Scriptures (Soli Deo Gloria, 1997).
Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.