1 Leader of faithful souls, and guide
Of all that travel to the sky,
Come and with us, ev'n us abide,
Who would on thee alone rely;
On thee alone our spirits stay,
While held in life’s uneven way.
2 Strangers and pilgrims here below,
This earth, we know, is not our place,
But hasten through the vale of woe,
And restless to behold thy face:
Swift to our heav'nly country move,
Our everlasting home above.
3 We’ve no abiding city here,
But seek a city out of sight,
Thither our steady course we steer,
Aspiring to the plains of light;
Jerusalem, the saints’ abode,
Whose founder is the living God.
4 Patient th' appointed race to run,
This weary world we cast behind,
From strength to strength we travel on,
The New Jerusalem to find;
Our labour this, our only aim,
To find the New Jerusalem.
5 Thro' thee, who all our sins hast borne,
Freely and graciously forgiv'n,
With songs to Zion we return,
Contending for our native heav'n;
That palace of our glorious King,
We find it nearer while we sing.
6 Rais'd by the breath of love divine,
We urge our way with strength renew'd.
The church of the first-born to join,
We travel to the mount of God;
With joy upon our heads arise,
And meet our Captain in the skies.
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First Line: | Leader of faithful souls, and guide |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1788 |
Topic: | Petition |
Copyright: | Public Domain |