Hymnal: The Christian Hymn-Book
Date: 1815
Compiler: John Thompson et al
Publisher/Printer: Looker and Wallace
First Line: O tell me no more
Topic: Love and Union
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Tune:
Hymn Number: 137
Page Number: 124, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsO 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,
Dwell I'm determin'd on that happy ground.
The souls that believe,
In paradise live,
And me in that number will Jesus receive,
My soul don't delay,
He calls thee away,
Rise, follow thy Saviour, and bless the glad day.
No mortal doth know
What he can bestow,
What light strength & comfort-go after him, go;
Lo, onward I move
To a country above,
None guesses how wondrous my journey will prove.
Great spoils I shall win,
From death, hell and sin,
Midst outward afflictions, I feel Christ within;
When I'm to die,
Give me, I'll cry,
For Jesus has lov'd me, I cannot tell why.
But this I do find,
We two are so join'd;
He'll not live in glory and leave me behind.
So this is the race
I'm running, thro' grace,
Henceforth till admitted to see my Lord's face.
And now I'm in care,
My neighbors may share
These blessings, to seek them will none of you dare?
In bondage, O why,
And death, will you lie?
When one here assures you free grace is so nigh?