PARADISE P. M. (No. 1) J. Barnby O Paradise! O Paradise! Who doth not crave for rest? Who would not seek the happy land, Where they that loved are blest! REFRAIN. Where loyal hearts, and true, Where loy al hearts, and true, Stand ev-er in the light, All rapture, thro' and thro', In God's most holy sight. 994 WAKE, awake! for night is flying; The watchmen on the heights are crying, Come forth, ye virgins, night is past! And for His marriage feast prepare, For must go to meet Him there. ye 2 Zion hears the watchmen singing, And all her heart with joy is springing, She wakes, she rises from her gloom; For her Lord comes down all glorious, The strong in grace, in truth victorious, Her star is risen, her light is come! We follow till the halls we see But we rejoice, and sing to Thee Philip Nicolai 1598 Tr. by Catherine Winkworth 1858 |