Hymnal: The Christian Hymn-Book
Date: 1829
Compiler: B W Stone and T Adams
Publisher/Printer: N L Finnell
First Line: Jesus is gone above the skies
Topic: The Lord's Supper
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: LM
Tune:
Hymn Number: 232
Page Number: 257, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsJesus is gone above the skies,
Where our weak senses reach him not,
And carnal objects court our eyes,
To thrust our Saviour from our thougth.
He knows what wand'ring hearts we have,
Apt to forget his lovely face;
And to refresh our minds he gave
These kind memorials of his grace.
The Lord of life his table spread,
With his own flesh and dying blood;
We on the rich provision feed,
And drink the wine, and bless our God.
Let sinful sweets be all forgot,
And earth grow less in our esteem;
Christ and his love fill every thought,
And faith and hope be fix'd on him.
While he is absent from our sight,
'Tis to prepare our souls a place;
That we may dwell in heavenly light,
And live forever near his face.
Our eyes look upward to the hills
Whence our returning Lord shall come;
We wait thy chariot's awful wheels,
To fetch our longing spirits home.