Hymnal: A Selection of Christian Hymns
Date: 1818
Compiler: Rice Haggard
Publisher/Printer: John Norvell
First Line: Jesus is gone above the skies
Topic: For the Lord's Supper
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: LM
Tune:
Hymn Number: 136
Page Number: 137, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsJesus is gone above the skies,
Where our weak senses reach him not,
And carnal objects court our eyes,
To thrust our salvation from our thought.
He knows what wandering hearts we have,
Apt to forget his lovely face;
And to refresh our minds he gave,
These kind memorials of his grace.
The Lord of life this table spread,
With his own flesh and dying blood;
We on the rich provision feed,
And drink the wine, and bless our God.
Let sinful sweets be all forgot,
And earth grow less in our esteem;
Christ and his love fill every thought,
And faith and hope be fixed on him.
While he is absent from our sight,
'Tis to prepare our souls a place;
That we may dwell in heavenly light,
And live forever near his face.
Our eyes look upward to the hills
Whence our returning Lord shall come,
We wait thy chariot's awful wheels,
To fetch our longing spirits home.