The Hymnal ‎#264

264. Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings

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.

Text Information

• First Line: Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings
• Author: Rev. Robert Seagrave (1742)
• Meter: 7. 6. 7. 6. 7. 7. 7. 6.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1950
• Topic: The Life in Christ: Aspiration; Christ: Second Coming, His; Eternal Life; Perseverance; Processionals
• Notes: Stanza 3, alt.

Tune Information

• Name: AMSTERDAM
• Composer: James Nares (1715-1783)
• Meter: 7. 6. 7. 6. 7. 7. 7. 6.
• Key: G Major
• Source: "The Foundery Collection," 1742