105.  Satisfied With Thy Likeness

1
If I in thy likeness, O Lord, may awake,
And shine a pure image of thee,
Then I shall be satisfied when I can break
The fetters of flesh and be free.

2
I know this stained tablet must first be washed white
And there thy bright features be drawn;
I know I must suffer the darkness of night
To welcome the coming of dawn.

3
And O! the blest morning already is here,
The shadows of earth soon shall fade;
And soon in thy likeness I’ll with thee appear,
In glory and beauty arrayed.

4
When on thine own image in me thou hast smiled,
Within thy blest mansion, and when
The arms of my Father encircle his child,
O! I shall be satisfied then.