Sing, Without Ceasing, Sing
Sing, without ceasing, sing the Savior's present grace,
How all things shine in light divine for those who've seen His face!
He's gone within the veil, for us that place has won:
In Him we stand, a heavenly band, where He Himself has gone.
There all's unsoiled light, our hearts let in its rays -
And heavenly light makes all things bright seen in that blissful gaze!
Such here on earth we are though we in weakness roam;
Our place on high, God's self so nigh, His presence is our home.
That way is upward still, where life and glory are;
Our rest's above; in perfect love the glory we shall share.
Forever with the Lord, forever like Him then,
And see His face in that blessed place, the Father's house in heav'n.
John N. Darby
Alternate tune from the one in HWR with two verses joined to form one verse. Last verse is one note higher in pitch.
Words above have "unsoiled" for "unsulled" and "the Father's" for "our Father's"