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Let me go to my home in the far distant west
Hymnal: SH1835 #269 (1854) Meter: 12.12.12.12.11 Lyrics:
1.
Let me go to my home in the far distant west,
To the scenes of my childhood, in innocence blest,
Where the tall cedars wave, and the bright waters flow,
Where my fathers repose, let me go, let me go,
Where my fathers repose, oh! there let me go.
2.
Let me go to the spot where the cataracts play,
Where I often have sported in boyhood's bright day,
And there greet my fond mother whose heart will o'erflow
At the sight of her child, let me go, let me go,
At the sight of her child, oh! there let me go.
3.
Let me go to my sire, by whose battle scarred side
I have sported so oft in the noon of new pride,
And exulted to conquer the insolent foe;
To my Father the chief, let me go, let me go,
To my father, the chief, oh! there let me go.
4.
And oh! do let me go to my flashing eyed maid,
Who hath taught me to love 'neath the green willow's shade;
Whose heart like the fawn leaps, and is pure as the snow:
To the bosom I love, let me go, let me go,
To the bosom I love, oh! there let me go.
5.
And, oh! do let me go to my wild forest home,
No more from its life cheering fond pleasures to roam
'Neath the grove of the glen let my ashes lie low,
To my home in the wood let me go, let me go
To my home in the wood, oh! there let me go.
Languages: English Tune Title: THE INDIAN'S PETITION
Let me go to my home in the far distant west
The glorious light of Zion
Hymnal: SH1835 #270 (1854) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics:
1.
The glorious light of Zion
Is spreading all around,
And sinners now are hearkening
Unto the gospel sound:
2.
The standard of King Jesus
Triumphant doth arise,
And mourners crowd around it,
With bitter groans and cries.
3.
The suffering, bleeding Savior,
Who died on Calvary,
Is now proclaimed to sinners
To set the guilty free;
4.
And while the glorious message
Was circulating round,
Some souls, exposed to ruin,
Redeeming love have found.
5.
And of that favored number,
I hope that I am one;
And Christ, I trust, will finish
The work he has begun;
6.
He'll perfect it in righteousness,
And I shall ever be
A monument of mercy,
To all eternity.
7.
I am but a young convert,
Who lately did enlist
A soldier under Jesus,
My Prophet, King, and Priest;
8.
I have received my bounty,
Likewise my martial dress,
A ring of love and favor,
A robe of righteousness.
9.
Now down into the water
Will we young converts go;
There went our Lord and Master
When he was here below;
10.
We lay our sinful bodies
Beneath the yielding wave,
An emblem of the Savior,
When he lay in the grave.
11.
Poor sinners, think what Jesus
Has done for you and me:
Behold his mangled body
Hung tortured on the tree!
12.
His hands, his feet, his bleeding side
To you he doth display;—
Oh! tell me, brother sinner,
How can you stay away?
13.
Come, all you elder brethren
Ye soldiers of the cross;
Who, for the sake of Jesus,
Have counted all things loss.
14.
Come pray for us, young converts
That we may travel on,
And meet you all in glory
Where our Redeemer's gone.
To see the saints in glory,
And the angels stand inviting
The angels stand inviting,
To welcome pilgrims home.
Languages: English Tune Title: ZION'S LIGHT
The glorious light of Zion
Let ev'ry mortal ear attend
Hymnal: SH1835 #271 (1854) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics:
1.
Let every mortal ear attend,
And every heart rejoice;
The trumpet of the gospel sounds
With an inviting voice.
2.
Ho! all ye hungry, starving souls,
That feed upon the wind,
And vainly strive with earthly toys
To fill an empty mind:
3.
Eternal Wisdom hath prepared
A soul reviving feast,
And bids your longing appetites
The rich provision taste.
4.
Ho! ye that pant for living streams,
And pine away and die,
Here you may quench your raging thirst
With springs that never dry.
5.
Rivers of love and mercy here
In a rich ocean join;
Salvation in abundance flows,
Like floods of milk and wine.
6.
Ye perishing and naked poor,
Who work with mighty pain
To weave a garment of your own
That will not hide your sin;
7.
Come, naked, and adorn your souls
In robes prepared by God,
Wrought by the labors of his Son,
And dyed in his own blood.
8.
Dear God, the treasures of thy love
Are everlasting mines,
Deep as our helpless miseries are,
And boundless as our sins.
9.
The happy gates of gospel grace
Stand open night and day:
Lord, we are come to seek supplies,
And drive our wants away.
Languages: English Tune Title: GOSPEL TRUMPET
Let ev'ry mortal ear attend
I love the volume of thy word
Hymnal: SH1835 #271b (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics:
1.
I love the volume of thy word;
What light and joy these leaves afford,
To souls benighted and distressed,
Thy precepts guide my doubtful way,
Thy fear forbids my feet to stray,
Thy promise leads my heart to rest.
2.
Thy threatenings wake my slumbering eyes,
And warn me where my danger lies;
But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord,
That makes my guilty conscience clean,
Converts my soul, subdues my sin,
And gives a free and large reward.
Languages: English Tune Title: NASHVILLE
I love the volume of thy word
My God, my life, my love
Hymnal: SH1835 #272 (1854) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics:
1.
My God, my life, my love,
To thee, to thee I call;
I cannot live if thou remove,
For thou art all in all.
2.
Thy shining grace can cheer
This dungeon where I dwell;
'Tis paradise when thou art here;
If thou depart, 'tis hell.
3.
The smilings of thy face,
How amiable they are!
'Tis heaven to rest in thine embrace,
And no where else but there.
4.
To thee, and thee alone,
The angels owe their bliss;
They sit around thy gracious throne,
And dwell where Jesus is.
5.
Not all the harps above
Could make a heavenly place,
If God his residence remove,
Or but conceal his face.
6.
Nor earth, nor all the sky,
Can one delight afford,
No, not a drop of real joy,
Without thy presence, Lord.
7.
Thou art the sea of love,
Where all my pleasures roll:
The circle where my passions move,
And center of my soul.
8.
To thee my spirits fly
With infinite desire,
And yet how far from thee I lie!
Dear Jesus, raise me higher.
Languages: English Tune Title: HOPE
My God, my life, my love
How beauteous are their feet
Hymnal: SH1835 #273 (1854) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics:
1.
How beauteous are their feet
Who stand on Zion's hill,
Who bring salvation on their tongues,
And words of peace reveal!
How charming is their voice,
How sweet the tidings are!
Zion, behold thy Savior King;
He reigns and triumphs here.
2.
How happy are our ears,
That hear the joyful sound,
Which kings and prophets waited for,
And sought, but never found!
How blessed are your eyes,
That see this heavenly light!
Prophets and kings desired it long,
But died without the sight.
3.
The watchmen join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ;
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,
And deserts learn the joy.
The Lord makes bare his arm
Through all the earth abroad;
Let every nation now behold
Their Savior and their God.
Languages: English Tune Title: GOSPEL TIDINGS
How beauteous are their feet
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
Hymnal: SH1835 #274 (1854) Meter: 7.7.7.7.7.7 Lyrics:
1.
Father, Son and Holy Ghost,
One in Three and Three in One,
As by the celestial host,
Let thy will on earth be done;
Praise by all to thee be given,
Gracious Lord of earth and heaven.
2.
Vilest of the sinful race,
Lo! I answer to thy call;
Meanest vessel of thy grace,
Grace divinely free for all;
Lo! I come to do thy will,
All thy counsel to fulfil.
3.
If so poor a worm as I
My to thy great glory live,
All my actions sanctify,
All my words and thoughts receive;
Claim me for thy service, claim
All I have, and all I am.
4.
Take my soul and body's powers;
Take my memory, mind and will;
All my goods, and all my hours;
All I know, and all I feel;
All I think, or speak, or do;
Take my heart, but make it new.
5.
Now, O my God, thine own I am;
Now I give thee back thine own;
Freedom, friends and health and fame,
Consecrate to thee alone:
Thine I live, thrice happy I!
Happier still if thine I die.
6.
Father, Son and Holy Ghost,
One in Three and Three in One,
As by the celestial host,
Let thy will on earth be done;
Praise by all to thee be given,
Glorious Lord of earth and heaven.
Languages: English Tune Title: STANTON
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
Rock of Ages, shelter me
Hymnal: SH1835 #275 (1854) Meter: 7.7.7.7.7.7 Lyrics:
1.
Rock of ages, shelter me,
Let me hide myself in thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From thy wounded side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure,
Cleanse me from its guilt and power.
2.
Not the labors of my hands
Can fulfil thy law's demands;
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears forever flow,
All for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and thou alone.
3.
Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to thy cross I cling;
Naked, come to thee for dress,
Helpless, look to thee for grace,
Black, I to the fountain fly;
Wash me, Savior, or I die.
4.
While I draw this fleeting breath,
When mine eyestrings break in death,
When I soar to worlds unknown,
See thee on thy judgment throne,
Rock of ages, shelter me,
Let me hide myself in thee.
Languages: English Tune Title: ROCK OF AGES
Rock of Ages, shelter me
My God, my portion, and my love
Hymnal: SH1835 #276 (1854) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics:
1.
My God, my portion, and my love,
My everlasting All,
I've none but thee in heaven above,
Or on this earthly ball.
2.
What empty things are all the skies,
And this inferior clod!
There's nothing here deserves my joys,
There's nothing like my God.
3.
In vain the bright, the burning sun
Scatters his feeble light;
'Tis thy sweet beams create my noon;
If thou withdraw 'tis night.
4.
And whilst upon my restless bed,
Among the shades I roll,
If my Redeemer shows his head,
'Tis morning with my soul.
5.
To thee I owe my wealth, and friends,
And health, and safe abode:
Thanks to thy name for meaner things:
But they are not my God.
6.
How vain a toy is glittering wealth,
If once compared to thee;
Or what's my safety, or my health,
Or all my friends to me?
7.
Were I possessor of the earth,
And called the stars my own,
Without thy graces and thyself,
I were a wretch undone.
8.
Let others stretch their arms like seas,
And grasp in all the shore;
Grant me the visits of thy grace,
And I desire no more.
Languages: English Tune Title: DUNLAP'S CREEK
My God, my portion, and my love
Why do we mourn departing friends?
Hymnal: SH1835 #276b (1854) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics:
1.
Why do we mourn departing friends,
Or shake at death's alarms?
'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends,
To call them to his arms.
2.
Are we not tending upward too,
As fast as time can move?
Nor should we wish the hours more slow
To keep us from our Love.
3.
Why should we tremble to convey
Their bodies to the tomb?
There the dear flesh of Jesus lay,
And left a long perfume.
4.
The graves of all his saints he blest,
And softened every bed:
Where should the dying members rest,
But with their dying Head?
5.
Thence he arose, ascended high,
And showed our feet the way;
Up to the Lord our souls shall fly
At the great rising day.
6.
Then let the last loud trumpet sound,
And bid our kindred rise:
Awake, ye nations under ground;
Ye saints, ascend the skies!
Languages: English Tune Title: CHINA (Swan)
Why do we mourn departing friends?
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