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58. As when the weary travell’r gains

Hymn 58

As when the weary travell’r gains The height of some o’er–looking hill; His heart revives, if cross the plains He eyes his home, though distant still.

While he surveys the much–loved spot, He slights the space that lies between; His past fatigues are now forgot, Because his journey’s end is seen.

Thus, when the christian pilgrim views By faith, his mansion in the skies; The sight his fainting strength renews, And wings his speed to reach the prize.

The thought of home his spirit cheers, No more he grieves for troubles past; Nor any future trial fears, So he may safe arrive at last.

’Tis there, he says, I am to dwell With JESUS, in the realms of day; Then I shall bid my cares farewell, And he will wipe my tears away.

Jesus, on thee our hope depends, To lead us on to thine abode; Assured our home will make amends For all our toil while on the road.