850    C.M.     J. Hart
Heaven. Rev. 7. 15-17; 2 Cor. 5. 1; Heb. 6. 20

1 Ye souls that trust in Christ, rejoice;
  Your sins are all forgiven;
  Let every Christian lift his voice,
  And sing the joys of heaven.

2 Heaven is that holy, happy place,
  Where sin no more defiles;
  Where God unveils his blissful face,
  And looks, and loves, and smiles;

3 [Where Jesus, Son of man and God,
  Triumphant from his wars,
  Walks in rich garments, dipped in blood,
  And shows his glorious scars;]

4 [Where ransomed sinners sound God’s praise
  The angelic host among;
  Sing the rich wonders of his grace,
  And Jesus leads the song;]

5 [Where saints are free from every load
  Of passions, or of pains;
  God dwells in them, and they in God;
  And love for ever reigns.]

6 Lord, as thou show’st thy glory there,
  Make known thy grace to us;
  And heaven will not be wanting here
  While we can hymn thee thus:

7 Jesus, our dear Redeemer, died
  That we might be forgiven;
  Rose that we might be justified,
  And sends the Spirit from heaven.