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Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings

Author: Rev. R. Seagrave Hymnal: The Hymnal, Revised and Enlarged, as adopted by the General Convention of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America in the year of our Lord 1892 #512 (1894) Meter: 7.6 D Lyrics: 1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace; Rise from transitory things, Towards heaven, thy destined place. Sun and moon and stars decay, Time shall soon this earth remove; Rise, my soul, and haste away To seats prepared above. 2 Cease, my soul, oh, cease to mourn! Press onward to the prize; Soon our Saviour will return, Triumphant in the skies: Thine is everlasting peace, Rest, enduring rest in heaven; There will sorrow ever cease, And crowns of joy be given. Amen. Topics: Hope Languages: English Tune Title: [Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings]
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Rise, My Soul, and Stretch Thy Wings

Author: Rev. Robert Seagrave Hymnal: The Voice of Thanksgiving No. 3 #333 (1921) First Line: Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings, thy better portion trace Topics: Aspiration Tune Title: [Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings, thy better portion trace]
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Rise, My Soul, and Stretch Thy Wings

Author: Robert Seagrave Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #5814 Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.7.7.6 Lyrics: 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 my soul, that’s born of God, pants to view His glorious face, Upward tends to His abode, to rest in His embrace. 3. Fly me riches, fly me cares, whilst I that coast explore; Flattering world, with all thy snares, solicit me no more. Pilgrims fix not here their home; strangers tarry but a night; When the last dear morn is come, they’ll rise to joyful light. 4. Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn, press onward to the prize; Soon thy Savior will return, triumphant in the skies: Yet a season, and you know happy entrance will be given All our sorrows left below, and earth exchanged for Heaven. Languages: English Tune Title: AMSTERDAM
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Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings

Hymnal: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) #47 (1854) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.7.7.6 Lyrics: 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. Languages: English Tune Title: JUDGMENT
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Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings

Hymnal: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) #72b (1854) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.7.7.6 Lyrics: 1. Return, O God of love, return, Earth is a tiresome place; How long shall we, thy children, mourn Our absence from thy face? 2. 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. Languages: English Tune Title: INVOCATION [1]
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Rise, My Soul, and Stretch Thy Wings

Author: Robert Seagrave Hymnal: The Hymnbook #330 (1955) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.7.7.6 Lyrics: 1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace; Rise from transitory things Toward heaven, thy destined 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 my soul, derived from God, Longs to view His glorious face, Forward tends to His abode, To rest in His embrace. 3 Cease, my soul, then, cease to mourn, Press onward to the prize; Soon the Saviour will return Triumphant in the skies: Yet a season, and we know Happy entrance will be given, All our sorrows left below, And earth exchanged for heaven. Amen. Topics: Aspiration; Hope; Perseverance; Life in Christ Hope and Aspiration Scripture: Isaiah 40:31 Tune Title: AMSTERDAM
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Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings

Author: R. Seagrave Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #409 (1913) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.7.7.6 Lyrics: 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. Topics: The Church Year Fifth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Fifth Sunday after Trinity; Heavenly Mind Tune Title: [Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings]
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Rise, My Soul, and Stretch Thy Wings

Author: Robert Seagrave Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #514 (1937) Lyrics: 1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace; Rise from transitory things Tow'rds heav'n, 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 my soul that came from God Longs to view His glorious face, Forward tends to His abode, To rest in His embrace. 3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn, Press onward to the prize; Soon our Saviour will return Triumphant in the skies: Yet a season, and you know Happy entrance will be given, All our sorrows left below, And earth exchanged for heaven! Amen.
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Rise, My Soul, and Stretch Thy Wings

Author: Robert Seagrave Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #514 (1926) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.7.7.6 Lyrics: 1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace; Rise from transitory things Tow'rds heav'n, 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 my soul that came from God Longs to view His glorious face, Forward tends to His abode, To rest in His embrace. 3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn, Press onward to the prize; Soon our Saviour will return Triumphant in the skies: Yet a season, and you know Happy entrance will be given, All our sorrows left below, And earth exchanged for heaven! Amen. Topics: Hope and Aspiration; Trinity, Twenty-third Sunday; Trinity, Twenty-fourth Sunday Languages: English Tune Title: AMSTERDAM
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Rise, My Soul, and Stretch Thy Wings

Author: Robert Seagrave (1693-1759) Hymnal: Seventh-day Adventist Hymnal #630 (1985) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.7.7.6 Lyrics: 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, longs to view His glorious face, Forward tends to His abode to rest in His embrace. 3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn; press onward to the prize; Soon our Savior will return, triumphant in the skies; Yet a season, and you know happy entrance will be given, All our sorrows left below, and earth exchanged for heaven. Topics: Christan Life Pilgrimage Tune Title: AMSTERDAM (Foundery Collection)

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