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Jehovah's pleasure, thus, t' his saints makes known :
" Welcome, ye Blessed, to my Father's house, To seats, prepared, before the worlds were made ; Prepared for you, rest for your wearied souls, Rest, that remains for all the sons of God ; Whose works he doth remember, not unjust, And love, which you his saints, his name have shown, Who died before the promises were fill'd ; But seeing them afar, saluted them, As way-worn pilgrims, strangers in the earth, Aliens confess'd, seeking a better land, A clime more blest, eternal in the skies. What darkly ye beheld, as through a glass, By faith, through which your witness was obtain'd, Ye now see eye to eye ; see types removed, The Typified appear, your ample Shield, By whom ye enter now within the veil, To those blest realms, celestial love's abode, Whose gates long closed, re-open' d wide remain, For your glad entrance ; nor for yours alone, But all of Israel, who your footsteps trace, Who center their desires and faith in me. Nor Israel's seed alone ; but all of earth, All born of Adam's race, who me believe, Who, by good works, their faith approve sincere, Shall ample entrance find, and spacious fields, T' expatiate with you in boundless joy. For, henceforth, from the rising of the sun, E'en to the going down, great shall my name Among the Gentiles be, in every place ' Shall sacrifice be made, incense arise, And to my name, a clean Oblation giv'n.
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