Give Me the Wings of Faith to Rise |
Isaac Watts, 1709
Give me the wings of faith to rise Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys, How bright their glories be.
2. Once they were mourners here below, | 3. I ask them whence their victory came: They, with united breath, Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, Their triumph to His death.
4. They marked the footsteps that He trod, |
5. Our glorious Leader claims our praise For His own pattern given; While the long cloud of witnesses Show the same path to heaven. |