Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist
Date: 1848
Compiler: S W Leonard and A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: S W Leonard
First Line: When I set out for heaven
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: PM
Tune: Olden Times
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 308, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsWhen I set out for heaven
But few were in the way,
But oftentimes together
We met to praise and pray;
Our bosoms glowed with rapture,
With love our hearts were fired;
We sung and talked of glory,
We sung and never tired.
Those days were full of sweetness,
I think upon them yet;
Their holy joy and gladness
I never can forget:
We were a band of brothers,
Of brothers fond and true;
We were a band of brothers
And loved as brothers do.
The world was all against us,
What cared we for its frown?
A better world before us
Continued a starry crown:
We trampled on earth's pleasures,
Its riches were but dross;
Its glory all was tarnished,
We glorified in the cross.
When one was called to leave us,
And fly away to God,
We cheered him with our voices
While crossing Jordan's flood:
We sung the songs of Zion
Around his dying bed,
And witnessed with what triumph
The soul from sorrow fled.
Then with our friends departed,
We seemed the earth to leave;
And soaring up like seraphs
Forgot to weep and grieve;
With patriarchs and prophets,
And blood-washed throngs above,
We sung the loud hosanna -
The song of heavenly love.
Ye friends of former seasons,
Of happy youthful days,
All, all have gone before me,
Ye all have run your race;
And mine will soon be finished;
I haste to grasp your hand,
To join again my comrades
In that undying land.