Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist
Date: 1848
Compiler: S W Leonard and A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: S W Leonard
First Line: To Him who did salvation bring
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
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Meter: 8s and 6s
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Hymn Number: 217
Page Number: 216, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsTo Him who did salvation bring,
Wake every tuneful power, and sing
A song of sweetest praise:
His grace diffuses, as the rains
Crown nature's flowry hills and plains,
And spread a thousand ways.
Salvation is the noblest song,
O may it dwell on every tongue,
And all repeat, Amen!
The Lord will come from heaven to earth
To give his people second birth,
And make them one again.
We feel redemption drawing near;
We soon in glory shall appear,
And be forever blest;
His promise never can delay,
Our Jesus, on the appointed day
Will give his people rest.
By faith we view him coming down,
With angels hovering all around;
He smiles upon his saints:
He cries aloud in melting strains,
"I come to save you from your pains,
And end your sore complaints."
The smiling millions rise and sing,
All glory! glory to our King!
The grand Assize is come!
You everlasting doors, fly wide,
The church is glorious as a bride,
And Jesus takes her home.
In all the heavens there's not a tear,
Nor in the realms of bliss a fear,
But pleasures yet unknown;
From heaven to heaven we sound the bliss,
O what a blest abode is this,
Forever round the throne!
The joys of heaven will never end;
All glory to the Sinner's Friend!
Roll on, you happy scenes!
You winged seraphs, help us praise
The Author of eternal joys!
Our Jesus ever reigns.