Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist
Date: 1848
Compiler: S W Leonard and A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: S W Leonard
First Line: On this blest day a brighter scene
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
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Meter: CM
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Hymn Number: 102
Page Number: 143, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsHail! All you hosts of seraphs bright,
I come to join your company,
Here to partake your pure delight,
And join your sacred symph'ny;
My pains have ceased, my cares are o'er,
I now have reached the blissful shore,
And scenes of joy before me rise,
All heaven bursts upon my eyes.
O sound his praise, you heavenly choir,
Who saved me from the flaming fire.
No mortal shall earth's poor honors gain
One moments veneration,
With fleeting joys for me in vain
Shall Satan spread temptation;
I've fought the fight, nor could I yield,
For Jesus was my glorious shield;
And now I'll give, in realms above,
The glory to my Saviour's love.
O sound his praise, you heavenly choir,
Who saved me from the flaming fire.
Lo! angel bands, with paeans sweet,
The raptured soul entrancing,
Lead me the martyred saints to meet,
In joy my Christian neighbors here,
My brethren and my friends so dear,
And now, before th' eternal throne,
My Jesus claims me for his own!
Here reigns the Father of my Lord,
In light effulgent dwelling,
By all in heaven and earth adored,
All praises far excelling.
Around his throne the lightnings play,
And elders, ranged in bright array,
Blessing and glory give, and power,
To him that lives for evermore.
Here may I, robed in garments bright,
Enjoy unfailing treasure;
Or bathe in pure ethereal light,
And drink of living pleasure;
Where moments fly on angel wings,
And new delight each moment brings,
Where life, and love, and peace remain,
And through eternal ages reign,
O! sound his praise, &c.