Hymnal: Fillmore's Harp of Zion
Date: 1867
Compiler: A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: R W Carroll & Co
First Line: Now let our souls on wings sublime
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Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
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Meter: LM
Tune: Rives
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 034, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsNow let your souls, on wings sublime,
Rise from the vanities of time;
Draw back the parting vales, and see
The glories of eternity.
Born by a new celestial birth,
Why should we grovel here on earth?
Why grasp at transitory toys
So near to heaven's eternal joys?
Should aught beguile us on the road
When we are journeying back to God?
For pilgrims though the earth we roam,
And dying is but going home.
To dwell with God, to feel his love
Is the full heaven enjoyed above,
And the blest expectation now
Is the young dawn of heaven below.