O the sleep of just a mo­ment,
When the spir­it sinks away!
Then the wak­ing, bliss­ful wak­ing,
In a world of end­less day.

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O the rap­ture, ho­ly rap­ture,
There to stand with the bright, hap­py throng!
There the sac­red springs of plea­sure
With the streams of love unite,
In a pure flow­ing river of song.

We shall hear ce­les­ti­al mu­sic
O’er its bos­om sweep along,
Like the voice of ma­ny waters;
Hark! the ev­er­last­ing song.

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In their num­bers far ex­cel­ling
All the count­less orbs ab­ove,
They who swell the migh­ty chor­us
In the spiri­t world of love.

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