Classic Poem

A Foretaste of Heaven

Blest be the sacred tie that binds
All Christian hearts in one;
Blest be the fellowships of earth, —
The joy of heaven begun.

Blest be the scenes, the sacred scenes,
When tears forget to start;
When soul, to happy soul, responds,
And heart, to Christian heart

Blest be the hours, the sacred hours,
Foretaste of bliss above;
Each speaking eye, each throbbing pulse,
Speaks, throbs, with Christian love

Dear antepast of joys to come!
Earth hails the radiant glow;
Light from that world illumines this,
And heaven is felt below.English