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(Henry Law, "Numbers" 1858)

Earth is affliction's home. 

A troop of sorrows compass us about. 

Tears stream. 

The bosom sighs. 

The brow is furrowed by the lines of care and worry. 

Death tears away the much loved friend. 

Sickness invades the frame. 

The home is desolate. 

The table is destitute. 

We look to the right hand, and there is trouble;
on the left, and still fresh troubles frown.

But heaven is a wide sea of bliss without a ripple. 

All tears are wiped away. 

All faces beam with one enraptured smile. 

All lips confess, 'The cup of happiness overflows'. 

We bathe in oceans of delight. 

In heaven . . .
sin is shut out;
temptations banished;
fears buried in an unfathomable grave;
sorrow and unbelief have fled away;
knowledge is perfect;
our souls are purity;
our bodies are imperishable beauty;
we completely share the glory of our all glorious Lord. 

Jesus is the crown of heaven! This is the 
pinnacle of bliss! The revelation of the Lord, 
without one intervening cloud, is the grand 
glory of the endless kingdom. Heaven is full
heaven, because Christ shines there exactly 
as He is; seen and admired by every eye. 

In heaven Jesus ever stands conspicuous
in one undiminishable blaze!

Believer, what will it be to gaze on the 
manifested beauty of Him, who is so 
altogether lovely! 

What! to read clearly all the deep 
mysteries of His redeeming will! 

What! to dive down to the vast 
depths of His unfathomable heart! 

What! to fly upward to the very 
summit of His boundless love! 

What! to trace clearly all His 
dealings in providence and grace! 

What! to comprehend all that Jesus is! 

What! never to lose sight of 
Him; no, not for a moment! 

What! to be ever drinking fresh 
raptures from His present smile! 

What! to feel, that this joy is mine forever! 

This! this is heaven!

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