Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist
Date: 1848
Compiler: S W Leonard and A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: S W Leonard
First Line: Rise my soul and stretch thy wings
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: 7s and 6s
Tune:
Hymn Number: 257
Page Number: 253, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsRISE, my soul, and stretch thy
wings,
Thy better portion trace;
Rise from transitory things
To heaven, they native place:
Sun and moon, and stares decay
Time shall soon this earth remove,
Rise, my soul, and haste away
To seats prepared above.
Rivers to the ocean run,
Nor stay in all their course:
Trees and flowers seek the sun,
Drawn by its cheering force:
So a soul that's born of God,
Pants to view his glorious face,
Upward tends to his abode,
To rest in his embrace.
Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to
mourn,
Press onward to the prize:
Soon the Saviour will return
Triumphant in the skies:
Yet a season, and you know
Happy entrance will be given,
All or sorrow left below,
And earth exchanged for heaven.