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<h2>O GLORIOUS HOPE OF PERFECT LOVE</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“We have access by faith into this grace wherein we stand, and rejoice in hope of the glory of God.” Romans 5:2</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_w_e_wesley_c.jpg" alt="Charles Wesley (1707-1788)" width="149.333333333333" height="198"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> From <em>Hymns and Sacred Poems</em>, by <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_e_wesley_j.html" target="_blank">John</a> and <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_e_wesley_c.html" target="_blank">Charles Wesley</a>, 1742.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Ariel,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_m_a_mason_l.html" target="_blank">Lowell Mason</a>, 1836 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_a_ariel.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<td align="center" width="181"><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_m_a_mason_l.jpg" alt="Lowell Mason (1792-1872)" width="120.666666666667" height="163.333333333333"><br>
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<span class="cou">Courtesy of Yale Divinity Library</span></td>
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<p>O glorious hope of perfect love!<br>
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It lifts me up to things above;<br>
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It bears on eagles’ wings.<br>
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It gives my ravished soul a taste,<br>
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And makes me for some moments feast<br>
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With Jesus’ priests and kings,<br>
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With Jesus’ priests and kings.</p>
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<p>Rejoicing now in earnest hope,<br>
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I stand, and from the mountain top<br>
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See all the lands below.<br>
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Rivers of milk and honey rise,<br>
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And all the fruits of paradise<br>
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In endless plenty grow,<br>
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In endless plenty grow.</p>
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<p>A land of corn, and wine, and oil;<br>
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Favored with God’s peculiar smile,<br>
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With ev’ry blessing blest;<br>
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There dwells the Lord our Righteousness,<br>
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And keeps His own in perfect peace,<br>
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And everlasting rest,<br>
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And everlasting rest.</p>
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<p>Oh, that I might at once go up;<br>
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No more on this side of Jordan stop,<br>
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But now the land possess;<br>
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This moment end my legal years,<br>
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Sorrows and sins, and doubts and fears,<br>
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A howling wilderness,<br>
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A howling wilderness!</p>
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