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: We've no abiding city here
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
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Meter: LM
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Hymn Number: Hymn 176 (part II)
Page Number: 147 (part II), click to see hymnal pages
LyicsWE'VE no abiding city here,
This may distress the worldling's mind:
But should not cost 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.
Zion!--Jehovah is her strength!
Secure she smiles at all her foes:
And weary travellers at length
Within her sacred walls repose.
O sweet abode of peace and love,
Where pilgrims freed from toil are blest:
Had I the pinions of the dove,
I'd fly to thee, and be at rest.
But hush, my soul, nor dare repine!
The time my God appoints is best:
While here to do his will be mine;
And his to fix my time of rest.