Hymnal: Fillmore's Harp of Zion
Date: 1867
Compiler: A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: R W Carroll & Co
First Line: Why stand ye round the threshold
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer: O Lisher
Tune: Happy School
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 032, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsWhy stand ye round the threshold? Ye timid ones, draw near;
Sweet words and joyous music Unite in concord here,
But when you come, remember The rule by which we stand
No gloomy brow is suffered Amid our happy band,
No gloomy brow is suffered Amid our happy band.
Leave all your vain amusements, And follies that delude;
Here all may find true pleasure Among the wise and good.
Here science guides our footsteps Mid flowery paths to stray,
And cheerful, happy voices Bid sadness flee away,
And cheerful, happy voices Bid sadness flee away.
We cherish ev'ry pleasure which virtue can approve;
We find delight in loving Whate'er the virtuous love.
Then stand not round the threshold; Ye timid ones, draw near;
Come mingle in our music, In sweetest concord here;
Come mingle in our music, In sweetest concord here.