Hymnal: The Sacred Melodeon
Date: 1848
Compiler: A S Hayden
Publisher/Printer: A S Hayden
First Line: We've no abiding city here
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: LM
Tune: Limehouse
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 038, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsWe've no abiding city here!
This may distress the worldling's mind;
But should not cause the saint a tear,
Who hopes a better rest to find.
We've no abiding city here!
Sad truth were this to be our home;
But let this thought our spirits cheer,
We seek a city yet to come.
We've no abiding city here!
Then let us live as pilgrims do;
Let not the world our rest appear,
But let us haste from all below.
We've no abiding city here!
We seek a city out of sight;
Zion its name, we'll soon be there,
It shines with everlasting light.
Oh sweet abode of peace and love,
Where pilgrims, freed from toil, are blest;
Had I the pinions of a dove,
I'd fly to thee and be at rest.