How glo­ri­ous is the life above
Which in this or­din­ance we taste,
That full­ness of ce­les­ti­al love,
That joy which shall for ev­er last!

That heav­en­ly life in Christ con­cealed
These earth­en ves­sels could not bear;
The part which now we find re­vealed
No tongue of an­gels can de­clare.

The light of life eter­nal darts
Into our souls a dazz­ling ray;
A drop of Hea­ven o’er­flows our hearts,
And de­luges the house of clay.

Sure pledge of ec­sta­sies un­known
Shall this di­vine com­mun­ion be:
The ray shall rise in­to a sun,
The drop shall swell in­to a sea.