Hymnal: Psalms Hymns and Spiritual Songs
Date: 1843
Compiler: A Campbell/ W Scott/ B W Stone/ J T Johnson
Publisher/Printer: A Campbell
First Line: O tell me no more of this world's vain store
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: 10 and 11
Tune: St Meifod
Hymn Number: Song 135 (part I)
Page Number: 207 (part I), click to see hymnal pages
LyicsO TELL me no more of this world's vain store,
The time for such trifles with me now is o'er;
A country I've found where true joys abound,
To dwell I'm determin'd on that happy ground.
The soul that obeys in glory shall live,
And me in that number will Jesus receive;
My soul, don't delay-he calls thee away;
Rise, follow thy Saviour, and bless the glad day.
No mortal doth know what he can bestow,
What light, strength, and comfort! Go after him, go:
Lo! onward I move to a city above;
None guesses how wondrous my journey will prove.
Great spoils I shall win from death, hell, and sin,
Midst outward afflictions shall feel Christ within;
And when I'm to die, receive me, I'll cry,
For Jesus has lov'd me, I cannot tell why.
But this I do find, we two are so join'd,
He'll not live in glory and leave me behind;
So this is the race I'm running through grace,
Henceforth, till admitted to see my Lord's face.
Now 'tis my care, that my neighbours may share
Those blessings-to seek them will none of you dare?
In bondage, O why! in death will you lie,
When Jesus assures you free grace is so nigh!