Hymnal: The Christian Hymn-Book
Date: 1829
Compiler: B W Stone and T Adams
Publisher/Printer: N L Finnell
First Line: Drooping souls no longer grieve
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Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
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Hymn Number: 316
Page Number: 344, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsDrooping souls no longer grieve,
Heaven is propitious;
If on Christ you do believe,
You shall feel him precious;
Jesus Christ is passing by,
Calls the mourners to him;
For all sinners he did die,
Now look up and view him.
From his hands, his feet, his side,
Runs the healing lotion,
See the consolating tide,
Boundless as the ocean;
See the living current move,
For the sick and dying;
Now resolve to feel his love,
Or to perish crying.
Grace's store is always free,
Drooping souls to gladden;
Jesus says, come unto me,
Weary, heavy laden;
Though your sins like mountains high,
Rise and reach to heaven,
Soon as you on Christ rely,
All shall be forgiven.
Now I think I hear one say,
I will go and prove him;
If he take my guilt away,
Surely I will love him;
Yes, I see my Saviour smile,
Smiling moves my burden.
All is grace, for I am vile,
Yet he seals my pardon.
Streaming mercy, how it flows!
Now I know I feel it;
Half has never yet been told,
Still I want to tell it;
Jesus' blood has heal'd my wounds,
O! the wondrous story,
I was lost, but now am found,
Glory, glory, glory.
Glory to my Saviour's name,
Saints, I know you love him,
Sinners, you may do the same;
Will you come and prove him?
Hasten to the Saviour's blood,
Feel it and declare it;
O! that I could sing so loud,
All the world could hear it.
If no greater joys are known
In the upper region,
I will try to travel on
In this pure religion;
Heav'n's now, and heav'n's then,
Glory's here and yonder,
Brightest Seraphs shout, Amen,
While the angels wonder.