The sweetest thoughts of heaven, that come to me,
Are of the vast unfolding of the mind;
Ever expanding, until eternity
Shall, to itself, a limitation find.
Then I shall find in my redeemed soul,
A likeness of the ever living God;
And, looking outward o'er Time's endless scroll,
Discern the pathway by the Savior trod.
The reuniting there with kindred souls;
Th' wakening to a real sense of Him;
Rejoicing as the soul itself unfolds;
Compared with that, this earthly light, how dim!
