Hymnal: The Christian Hymn-Book
Date: 1829
Compiler: B W Stone and T Adams
Publisher/Printer: N L Finnell
First Line: 'Tis pure delight without alloy
Topic: Rejoicing
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: CM
Tune:
Hymn Number: 130
Page Number: 141, click to see hymnal pages
Lyics'Tis pure delight, without alloy,
Jesus, to hear thy name;
My spirit leaps with inward joy:
I feel the sacred flame.
My passions hold a pleasing reign,
While love inspires my breast;
Love, the divinest of the train,
And sov'reign of the rest.
This is the grace must live and sing,
When faith and hope shall cease:
Must sound from ev'ry joyful string,
Thro' the sweet groves of bliss.
Let life immortal seize my clay,
Let love refine my blood;
Her flames can bear my soul away,
Can bring me near my God.
Swift I ascend the heavenly place,
And hasten to my home;
I leap to meet thy kind embrace;
I come, my Lord, I come.
Sink down, ye separating hills,
Let guilt and death remove;
'Tis love, that drives my chariot wheels,
And death must yield to love.