O tell me no more of this world’s vain store; The time for such trifles with me now is o’er; A country I’ve found where true joys abound, To dwell I’m determined on that happy ground.
2 The souls that believe, in glory shall live, And me in that number will Jesus receive; My soul, don’t delay, he calls thee away, Rise, follow the Saviour, and bless the glad day.
3 No mortal doth know what he can bestow, What light, strength and comfort—go after him, go; Lo, onward I move to a city above, None guesses how wondrous my journey will prove.
4 Great spoils I shall win, from death, hell, and sin, ’Midst outward afflictions, I feel Christ within; And when I’m to die, receive me, I’ll cry, For Jesus has loved me—I can not tell why.
5 But this I do find, we two are so joined, He’ll not live in glory, and leave me behind, So this is the race I’m running, through grace, Henceforth, till admitted to see my Lord’s face.
6 Now this is my care, that my neighbors may share These blessings: to seek them will none of you dare? In bondage, O why, and death, will you lie, When Jesus assures you free grace is so nigh?
842 8s, 7s & 4s. Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us.
Lead us, heavenly Father! lead us O’er the world’s tempestuous sea; Guard us, guide us, keep us, feed us, For we have no help but thee. Yet possessing Every blessing, If our God our Father be.
2 Saviour! breathe forgiveness o’er us; All our weakness thou dost know; Thou didst tread this earth before us, Thou didst feel its keenest woe. Lone and dreary, Faint and weary Through the desert thou didst go.
3 Spirit of our God descending! Fill our hearts with heavenly joy; Love with every passion blending, Pleasure that can never cloy. Thus provided, Pardoned, guided, Nothing can our peace destroy.
843 10s. Faint yet pursuing.
My feet are worn and weary with the march O’er the rough road and up the steep hill-side; O city of our God! I fain would see Thy pastures green, where peaceful waters glide.
2 My hands are worn and weary, toiling on, Day after day, for perishable meat; O city of our God! I fain would rest— I sigh to gain thy glorious mercy-seat.
3 My garments, travel-worn and stained with dust, Oft rent by briers and thorns that crowd my way, Would fain be made, O Lord, my righteousness! Spotless and white in heaven’s unclouded ray.
4 My eyes are weary looking at the sin, Impiety, and scorn upon the earth; O city of our God! within thy walls All—all are clothed again with thy new birth.
5 My heart is weary of its own deep sin— Sinning, repenting, sinning still again; When shall my soul thy glorious presence feel, And find, dear Saviour, it is free from stain?
6 Patience, poor soul! the Saviour’s feet were worn; The Saviour’s heart and hands were weary too; His garments stained, and travel-worn, and old; His vision blinded with a pitying dew.
7 Love thou the path of sorrow that he trod; Toil on, and wait in patience for thy rest: O city of our God! we soon shall see Thy glorious walls—home of the loved and blest.
844 10s & 11s. The night is far spent, etc. Rom. 13:12.
Soon and for ever the breaking of day Shall chase all the night-clouds of sorrow away; Soon and for ever we’ll see as we’re seen, And know the deep meaning of things that have been, Where fightings without and conflicts within Shall weary no more in the warfare with sin— Where tears, and where fears, and where death shall be never, Christians with Christ shall be soon and for ever.
2 Soon and for ever—such promise our trust— Though ashes to ashes, and dust be to dust, Soon and for ever our union shall be Made perfect, our glorious Redeemer, in thee: When the cares and the sorrows of time shall be o’er, Its pangs and its partings remembered no more; Where life can not fail and where death can not sever, Christians with Christ shall be soon and for ever.
3 Soon and for ever the work shall be done, The warfare accomplished, the victory won; Soon and for ever the soldier lay down The sword for a harp, the cross for a crown: Then droop not in sorrow, despond not in fear, A glorious to-morrow is brightening and near, When—blesséd reward for each faithful endeavor— Christians with Christ shall be soon and for ever!