Hymnal: The Pilgrim's Hymn Book
Date: 1816
Compiler: Joseph Thomas
Publisher/Printer: J Foster
First Line: Lord what a heav'n of saving grace
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
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Meter: LM
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Hymn Number: XLI
Page Number: 054, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsLord, what a heav'n of saving grace
Shines thro' the beauties of thy face,
And lights our passions to a flame-
Lord, how we love thy charming name.
When I can say my God is mine;
When I can feel thy glories shine,
I tread the world beneath my feet,
And all that earth calls good or great.
While such a scene of sacred joys,
Our raptur'd eyes and souls employs;
Here we could sit and gaze away,
A long, an everlasting day.
Well, we shall quickly pass the night,
To the fair coasts of perfect light,
Then shall our joyful senses rove
O'er the dear object of our love.
There we shall drink full draughts of bliss,
And take sweet fruit from heav'nly trees;
Yet now and then, dear Lord, bestow
A drop of heav'n on worms below.
Send comforts down from thy right hand,
While we pass through this barren land,
And in thy temple let us see
A glimpse of love, a glimpse of thee.