Mansions
Walking on the narrow path,
We bear a little light~
By the crimson sea that washed our sins away,
(And the Serpent's subtle bite).
And if now we be tried by poison pools
Wherein Christ~ the righteous tree~ was cast,
Our thirst is ever quenched at the stricken Rock:
We bear a little light~
By the crimson sea that washed our sins away,
(And the Serpent's subtle bite).
And if now we be tried by poison pools
Wherein Christ~ the righteous tree~ was cast,
Our thirst is ever quenched at the stricken Rock:
The foundation stone holds fast.
O holy streams poured out for the Bride, beloved!
O fountain from the Master's side~ He was pierced!
Even to the cutting asunder of the sin-sick soul
From death's cold grasp~ so fierce.
He is risen! He is calling! Jesus is carrying us home!
Little lambs on mighty wings~ all the way~
To mansions of glory built of truth and light
Little flock, fear not: only watch, and pray.
O Lord of love, who cut our hearts for mercy's sake
By his word and in hope thus we soar~
O behold~ in the clouds~ streams of glory
And mansions of joy, evermore.
(~sister Abby Elizabeth)
O holy streams poured out for the Bride, beloved!
O fountain from the Master's side~ He was pierced!
Even to the cutting asunder of the sin-sick soul
From death's cold grasp~ so fierce.
He is risen! He is calling! Jesus is carrying us home!
Little lambs on mighty wings~ all the way~
To mansions of glory built of truth and light
Little flock, fear not: only watch, and pray.
O Lord of love, who cut our hearts for mercy's sake
By his word and in hope thus we soar~
O behold~ in the clouds~ streams of glory
And mansions of joy, evermore.
(~sister Abby Elizabeth)