Hymn 352 – THOSE eternal bowers man hath | C&S English Hymnary

1. THOSE eternal bowers man hath never trod. Those unfading flowers round the Throne of God Who may hope to gain them after weary fight? Who at length attain them, clad in robes of white? 2. He who wakes from slumber at the SPl RIT‘s voice Daring here to number things unseen his choice He who casts his burden down at JESUS' Cross CHRIST's reproach his guerdon, all he side but loss. 3. He who gladly barters all on earthly ground He who like Martyrs, says “I will be crowned." He whose one oblation is a life of love Knit in GOD’S salvation to the blest above. 4. Shame upon you, legions of the Heavenly King. Citizens of regions past imagining! What, with pipe and tabor dream away the light. When He calls to labour and faith’s arduous fight? 5. JESUS, LORD of Glory, as we breast the tide, Whisper Thou the story of the other side; Where the Saints are casting crowns before Thy Feet, Safe for everlasting, in Thyself complete AMEN