49. Spread, my soul, thy golden pinions

1 Spread, my soul, thy golden pinions--
Bask in heaven's celestial ray--
Tis a foretaste of the glories,
Saved for that eternal day!
When thy pilgrimage is over
And the clouds of sin are past
Then if faithful to thy mission
Thou shalt reach that goal at last.

Chorus:
As the tide is flowing, flowing,
Onward to return no more--
So may heavenly breezes blowing,
Waft my soul to Canaan's shore!

2 Though the path be long and dreary,
And my way by thorns beset;
I will bravely onward journey,
Hopeful of the blessing yet!
Trusting in a loving Father;
One whose mighty arm is strong;
I will brave life's surging billows,
'Til I see the shining throng! [Chorus]

3 Come then, all who seek God's favor--
See the open gospel door,
From the highways and the hedges
Gather in, ye needy poor!
Gather in, and taste the banquet,
Spread by wondrous love divine;
Then shall all things past and present
All in earth and heaven be thine! [Chorus]

Text Information
First Line: Spread, my soul, thy golden pinions
Refrain First Line: As the tide is flowing, flowing
Publication Date: 1865
Notes: Public Domain
Tune Information
Name: LOWELL
Composer: Wm. B. Bradbury
Key: D Major



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