The glorious meeting anticipated.

COME brethren, you that love the Lord, And taste the sweetness of his word, In Jesus' way go on: Our troubles and our trials here, Will only make us richer there, When we arrive at home.

'Tis there we'll reign, and praise, and sing, And make the upper regions ring; When all the saints get home: Come on, come on, my brethren dear! Soon we shall meet together there: For Jesus bids us come.

Amen! amen! my soul replies, I'm bound to meet you in the skies, And claim my mansion sure: Now here's my heart and here's my hand, To meet you in the heav'nly land, Where we shall part no more.