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Whatever incommodes us on earth, is not to be found in Heaven; 
there are neither misfortunes, nor fatigues, nor disgusts, nor vexations, 
“nor mourning, nor crying, nor sorrow’ 7 (Apoc. xxi. 4). On the con¬ 
trary, all that can make ns happy is united together in Paradise: there, 
the pleasures and the sweet satisfactions of the heart are unspeakable. 
There , we shall see God face to face , and. as He is (St. John, iii. 2). 
Oh, beautiful and lovely Heaven! if ever I forget thee, if' ever I 
cease to desire thee, may I forget my own self! (Ps. cxxxvi. 6.) 
Oh, Paradise! Oh, Paradise! 
Who doth not crave for rest ? 
Who would not seek the happy land 
Where they that loved are blessed; 
Where loyal hearts and true 
Stand ever in the light, 
All rapture, through and through, 
In God’s most holy Sight ? 
Oh, Paradise! Oh, Paradise! 
The w r orld is growing old; 
Who would not be at rest and free 
Where love is never cold ? 
Where loyal hearts, etc. 
Oh, Paradise! Oh, Paradise! 
Wherefore doth death delay?— 
Bright death , that is the welcome dawn 
Of our eternal day; 
• Where loyal hearts, etc. 
Oh, Paradise! Oh, Paradise! 
’Tis weary waiting here : 
I long to he where Jesus is, 
To feel , to see Him near; 
Where loyal hearts, etc. 
