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There is a house not made with hands

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #659 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: There is a house not made with hands, Eternal and on high; And here my spirit waiting stands, Till God shall bid it fly. Shortly this prison of my clay Must be dissolved and fall; Then, O my soul! with joy obey Thy heav'nly Father's call. 'Tis he, by his almighty grace, That forms thee fit for heav'n; And, as an earnest of the place, Has his own Spirit giv'n. We walk by faith of joys to come, Faith lives upon his word; But while the body is our home, We're absent from the Lord. 'Tis pleasant to believe thy grace, But we had rather see; We would be absent from the flesh, And present, Lord, with thee. Scripture: 2 Corinthians 5:1 Languages: English

There is a house not made with hands

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #721 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 There is a house not made with hands, Eternal and on high; And here my spirit waiting stands, Till God shall bid it fly. 2 Shortly this prison of my clay Must be dissolv'd and fall, Then, O my soul, with joy obey Thy heavenly Father's call. 3 'Tis he, by his almighty grace, That forms thee fit for heaven, And as an earnest of the place, Has his own Spirit given. 4 We walk by faith of joys to come, Faith lives upon his word; But while the body is our home We're absent from the Lord. 5 'Tis pleasant to believe thy grace, But we had rather see; We would be absent from the flesh, And present, Lord, with thee. Topics: Death Death of the pious; Death and immediate Glory Scripture: 2 Corinthians 4:8