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	LEADER of faithful souls, and Guide     Of all who travel to the sky, Come, and with us, e’en us abide,     Who would on Thee alone rely; On Thee alone our spirits stay, While held in life’s uneven way.
2	Strangers and pilgrims here below,     This earth, we know, is not our place; We hasten through this vale of woe,     And, restless to behold Thy face, Swift to our heavenly country move, Our everlasting home above.
3	We’ve no abiding city here,     But seek a city out of sight; Thither our steady course we steer,     Aspiring to the plains of light, Jerusalem, the saints’ abode, Whose founder is the living God.
4	Raised by the breath of love divine,     We tread the way the saints have trod; The Church of the first-born to join,     We travel to the mount of God; With joy upon our heads, arise And meet our Captain in the skies.
	Charles Wesley, 1707-88