Hymnal: The Christian Hymn-Book
Date: 1829
Compiler: B W Stone and T Adams
Publisher/Printer: N L Finnell
First Line: Earth has engross'd my love too long
Topic: View of Heaven
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: CM
Tune:
Hymn Number: 302
Page Number: 327, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsEarth has engross'd my love too long,
'Tis time I lift mine eyes
Upward, dear Father, to thy throne,
And to my native skies.
There the blest man, my Saviour sits;
The Lord, how bright he shines;
And scatters peace and great delights
On all the happy minds.
Seraphs with elevated strains,
Circle the throne around;
And move and charm the starry plains,
With an immortal sound.
Jesus the Lord, their harps employs,
Jesus, my love they sing;
Jesus the life of both our joys,
Sounds sweet from ev'ry string.
Hark! How beyond the narrow bounds
Of time and space they run,
And echo, in majestic sounds,
The glories of the Son.
Now let me mount and join their song,
And be an angel too;
My hand, my heart, my ear, my tongue,
There's joyful work for you.
I would begin the music here,
And so my soul should rise;
O! for some heav'nly notes, to bear
My passions to the skies.
There ye that love my Saviour, sit,
There I would fain have place;
Among your thrones, or at your feet,
So I might see his face.