By Faith We Find the Place Above

By faith we find the place ab­ove

The Rock that rent in twain;

Beneath the shade of di­vine love

And in the clefts re­main.

Jesus

to Thy dear wounds we flee

We sink in­to Thy side;

Assured that all who trust in Thee

Shall ev­er­more ab­ide.

Then let the thun­der­ing trum­pet sound

The lat­est light­ning glare

The mount­ains melt

the so­lid ground

Dissolve as li­quid air.

The huge ce­les­ti­al bo­dies roll

Amidst that ge­ne­ral fire

And shri­vel as a parch­ment scroll

And all in smoke ex­pire!

Yet still the Lord

the Sav­ior

reigns

When na­ture is de­stroyed

And no cre­ated thing re­mains

Throughout the flam­ing void.

Sublime upon His az­ure throne

He speaks the al­migh­ty word;

His fi­at is ob­eyed! ’tis done;

And para­dise re­stored.

So be it! let this sys­tem end

This ru­in­ous earth and skies

The new Je­ru­sa­lem des­cend

The new cre­ation rise!

Thy pow­er om­ni­po­tent as­sume

Thy bright­est ma­jes­ty!

And when Thou dost in glo­ry come

My Lord

re­mem­ber me!