To Heaven My Longing Soul Aspire


To heav’n, my longing soul! aspire,
And soar aloft with strong desire.
Here choose thy lot, here fix thy rest,
And aim for ever to be blest.

Still keep yon blissful world in view,
And close the glorious chase pursue
The way leads up to rest above,
Through paths of purity and love.

This tack pursue with ardent zeal;
Each lust subdue, each foe repel;
Still stretch thy wings, and upwards rise
Eternal glory is the prize!