A Selection of Psalms and Hymns ‎#CCLXXXII

CCLXXXII. The pilgrim's Song

1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings
Thy better portion trace;
Rise from transitory things,
Tow'rds heaven, thy native place:
Sun, and moon and stars decay,
Time shall soon this earth remove;
Rise, my soul, and hast away
To seats prepar'd 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,
Upwards 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 giv'n,
All our sorrows left below,
And earth exchang'd for heav'n.

Text Information

• First Line: Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings
• Title: The pilgrim's Song
• Meter: 7 and 6, 7 and 6, three 7 and 6,
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1790
• Topic: The Pilgrim's Song
• Source: The Coll.

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