He Has Promised

Can we read our ti­tle clear

To a man­sion in the sky?

Could we look with­out a fear

If we knew our end was nigh?

Hallelujah! bless the Lord!

We shall con­quer thro’ His Word;

Those who trust Him to the end

He has pro­mised to de­fend.

If the Christ­ian race we run

And the cross we meek­ly bear

When at last our work is done

Crowns in glo­ry we shall wear.

O the vi­sions of de­light

Breaking from the oth­er shore!

O the morn­ing calm and bright

That shall dawn and fade no more!