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Far from the these scenes of night
Hymnal: CHAL1814 #511 (1814) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Far from these scenes of night,
Unbounded glories rise,
And realms of infinite delight,
Unknown to mortal eyes.
2 Fair land! could mortal eyes
But half its charms explore;
How would our spirits long to rise,
And dwell on earth no more!
3 There sickness never comes;
There grief no more complains;
Health triumphs in immortal bloom,
And purest pleasure reigns.
4 No strife, nor envy there
The sons of peace molest;
But harmony and love sincere
Fill ev'ry happy breast.
5 No cloud those regions know,
For ever bright and fair!
For sin, the source of mortal woe,
Can never enter there.
6 There's no alternate night,
Nor sun's faint sickly ray;
But glory from th' eternal throne
Spreads everlasting day.
7 Oh! may this prospect fire
Our hearts with ardent love;
May lively faith, and strong desire
Bear ev'ry thought above!
Topics: Heaven Languages: English
Far from the these scenes of night
On wings of faith, mount up my soul and rise
Hymnal: CHAL1814 #512 (1814) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 On wings of faith, mount up my soul and rise,
View thine inheritance beyond the skies.
Nor heart can think, nor mortal tongue can tell,
What endless pleasures in those mansions dwell
Here our Redeemer lives, all bright and glorious;
O'er sin and death and hell he reigns victorious.
2 No gnawing grief, no sad heart-rending pain,
In that blest country can admission gain;
No sorrow there, no soul-tormenting fear;
For God's own hand shall wipe the falling tear.
Here our Redeemer lives, all bright and glorious;
O'er sin and death and hell he reigns victorious.
3 Before the throne a crystal river glides;
Immortal verdure decks its cheerful sides;
Here the fair tree of life majestic rears
Its blooming head, and sov'reign virtue bears
Here our Redeemer lives, all bright and glorious;
O'er sin and death and hell he reigns victorious. Topics: Heaven Languages: English
On wings of faith, mount up my soul and rise
Ye golden lamps of heav'n! farewell
Hymnal: CHAL1814 #513 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Ye golden lamps of heav'n! farewell
With all your feeble light;
Farewell, thou ever-changing moon,
Pale empress of the night!
2 And thou, refulgent orb of day,
In brighter flames array'd!
My soul, which springs beyond thy sphere,
No more demands thine aid.
3 Ye stars are but the shining dust
Of my divine abode,
The pavement of those heavenly courts
Where I shall reign with God.
4 The Father of eternal light
Shall there his beams display;
Nor shall one moment's darkness mix
With that unvary'd day.
5 No more the drops of piercing grief
Shall swell into mine eyes;
Nor the meridian sun decline
Amidst those brighter skies.
6 There all the millions of his saints
Shall in one song unite,
And each the bliss of all shall share
With infinite delight. Topics: Heaven Languages: English
Ye golden lamps of heav'n! farewell
From north and south, from east and west
Hymnal: CHAL1814 #514 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 From north and south, from east and west,
Advance the myriads of the blest;
From ev'ry clime of earth the come,
And find in heav'n a common home.
2 Howe'er divided here below,
One bliss, one spirit now they know;
And, all their doubts and darkness o'er,
One common Parent now adore.
3 On earth, according to their light,
They strove to practise what was right;
Hence all their errors are forgiv'n,
And Jesus welcomes them to heav'n.
4 See, how along th' immortal meads
His glorious host the Saviour leads!
And brings the myriads none can count,
To seats of joy on Zion's mount! Topics: Heaven Languages: English
From north and south, from east and west
Not to the terrors of the Lord
Hymnal: CHAL1814 #515 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Not to the terrors of the Lord,
The tempest, fire, and smoke;
Not to the thunder of that word
Which God on Sinai spoke:
2 But we are come to Zion’s hill,
The city of our God,
Where milder words declare his will,
And spread his love abroad.
3 Behold th’innumerable host
Of angels, cloth'd in light!
Behold the spirits of the just,
Whose faith is turn'd to sight!
4 Behold the blessed assembly there
Whose names are writ in heav’n!
And God, the Judge of all, declares
Their num'rous sins forgiv’n.
5 The saints, on earth, and all the dead
But one communion make:
All join in Christ, their living head,
And heav'nly joys partake.
6 In such society as this
My weary soul would rest!
The man, that dwells where Jesus is,
Must be for ever blest.
Topics: Heaven Languages: English
Not to the terrors of the Lord
Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart
Hymnal: CHAL1814 #516 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart,
Inspire each lifeless tongue;
And let the joys of heav'n impart
Their influence to our song.
2 Sorrow, and pain, and ev'ry care,
And discord there shall cease;
And perfect joy and love sincere
Adorn the realms of peace.
3 The soul, from sin forever free,
Shall mourn its pow'r no more;
But, cloth'd in spotless purity,
Redeeming love adore.
4 There, on a throne, how dazzling bright,
Th'exalted Saviour shines,
And beams ineffable delight
On all the heav'nly minds.
5 There shall the foll'wers of the Lamb
Join in immortal songs,
And endless honours to his name
Employ their tuneful tongues.
6 Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love,
Our feeble notes inspire;
Till, in thy blissful courts above,
We join th'angelick choir. Topics: Heaven Languages: English
Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart
Now let a true ambition rise
Hymnal: CHAL1814 #517 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Now let a true ambition rise,
And ardour fire our breasts,
To reign in worlds above the skies,
In heav'nly glories drest.
2 Behold Jehovah's royal hand
A radiant crown display,
Whose gems with vivid lustre shine,
While sun and stars decay.
3 No more I seek for transient good,
Nor longer call it mine:
I spring to seize superior joys,
Immortal and divine.
4 Ye hearts, with youthful vigour warm,
The glorious prize pursue;
Nor shall ye want the goods of earth,
While heav'n is kept in view.
Topics: Heaven Languages: English
Now let a true ambition rise
There is a land of pure delight
Hymnal: CHAL1814 #518 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 There is a land of pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign;
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.
2 There everlasting spring abides,
And never-with'ring flowe'rs:
Death, like a narrow sea, divides
This heav’nly land from ours.
3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood
Stand dress'd in living green:
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
While Jordan roll'd between.
4 But tim'rous mortals start and shrink
To cross this narrow sea;
And linger, shiv'ring on the brink,
And fear to launch away.
5 O! could we make our doubts remove,
Those gloomy thoughts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love
With unbeclouded eyes!
6 Could we but climb where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o’er:
Not Jordan’s stream, nor death’s cold flood,
Should fright us from the shore Topics: Heaven Languages: English
There is a land of pure delight
Those happy realms of joy and peace
Hymnal: CHAL1814 #519 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Those happy realms of joy and peace,
Fain would my heart explore,
Where grief and pain for ever cease,
And I shall sin no more.
2 No darkness there shall cloud the eyes,
No langour seize the frame;
But ever active vigour rise
To feed the vital flame.
3 But ah! a dreary vale between,
Extends its awful gloom:
Fear spreads, to hide the distant scene,
The horrors of the tomb.
4 O for the eye of faith divine,
To pierce beyond the grave!
To see that friend, and call him mine,
Whose arm is strong to save!
5 Here fix! my soul! for life is here;
Light breaks amid the gloom.
Trust in Jehovah's love, nor fear
The horrors of the tomb. Topics: Heaven Languages: English
Those happy realms of joy and peace
From this world's joys, and senseless mirth
Hymnal: CHAL1814 #520 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 From this world's joys and senseless mirth,
O come, my soul! in haste retire;
Assume the grandeur of thy birth,
And to thy native heav'n aspire.
2 'Tis heav'n alone can make thee blest,
Can ev'ry wish and want supply;
Thy joy, thy crown, thy endless rest,
Are all above the lofty sky.
3 Eternal mansions! bright array!
Oh, blest exchange! transporting thought!
Free from th'approaches of decay,
Or the least shadow of a spot.
4 There shall mortality no more
Its wide extended empire boast;
Forgotten all its dreadful pow'r,
In life's unbounded ocean lost.
5 There dwells the sov'reign Lord of all,
The God that all the worlds adore;
With whom is bliss that cannot pall,
And joys that last for evermore.
Topics: Heaven Languages: English
From this world's joys, and senseless mirth
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