Sons - Part 2

By: J.N. Darby

Unchanging glory fills the place Where Jesus dwells on high; But brighter joy our spirits trace With Him, for ever nigh!

We joy in Thee; Thy holy love Our endless portion is - Like Thine own Son, with Him above, In brightest heavenly bliss.

His Father Thou, and ours through grace We taste the same delight - Blest in the brightness of Thy face, In heaven's unclouded light.

Father! Thy love my portion is, As son, like Christ, with Thee; Oh, who can tell of love like this, So sovereign, full, and free!

O Holy Father, keep us here In that blest name of Love, Walking before Thee without fear, Till all be joy above.