Text: | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings |
Author: | R. Seagrave |
Tune: | [Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings] |
Composer: | J. H. Cornell |
1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings,
Thy better portion trace;
Rise from transitory things,
Toward heaven, thy native place.
Sun, and moon, and stars decay;
Time shall soon this earth remove;
Rise, my soul, and haste away
To seats prepared above.
2 Rivers to the ocean run,
Nor stay in all their course;
Fire ascending seeks the sun;
Both speed them to their source:
So a soul that’s born of God
Pants to view His glorious face;
Upward tends to His abode,
To rest in His embrace.
3 Cease, my soul, O cease to mourn!
Press onward to the prize;
Soon thy Savior will return,
To take thee to the skies;
There is everlasting peace,
Rest, enduring rest in heaven,
There will sorrow ever cease,
And crowns of joy be given.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings |
Author: | R. Seagrave (1742) |
Meter: | 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 7, 7, 6. |
Publication Date: | 1913 |
Topic: | The Church Year: Fifth Sunday after Trinity; Heavenly Mind |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | [Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings] |
Composer: | J. H. Cornell (1872) |
Meter: | 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 7, 7, 6. |
Key: | A♭ Major |