Hymnal: A Selection of Christian Hymns
Date: 1818
Compiler: Rice Haggard
Publisher/Printer: John Norvell
First Line: Earth has engrossed my love too long
Topic: Longing for Heaven
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: CM
Tune:
Hymn Number: 214
Page Number: 203, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsEarth has engrossed my love too long,
'Tis time I lift my eyes
Upwards, dear Father, to thy throne,
And to my native skies.
There the blest man my Saviour sits,
The Lord, how bright he shines;
And scatters peace and great delights
On all the happy minds.
Seraphs, with elevated strains,
Circle the throne around;
And move and charm the starry plains,
With an immortal sound.
Jesus, the Lord, their harps employs,
Jesus, my love, they sing;
Jesus, the life of both our joys,
Sounds sweet from every string.
Now let me mount and join their song,
And be an angel too;
My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongue,
Here's joyful work for you.
I would begin the music here,
And so my soul should rise;
O for some heavenly notes, to bear
My passions to the skies.
There ye that love my Saviour sit,
There I would fain have place;
Among your thrones, or at your feet,
So I might see his face.