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Desiring Heaven
Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #CCLXIX (1799) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Heaven Longed for First Line: No more I ask or hope to find Lyrics: 1 No more I ask or hope to find,
Delight or happiness below;
Sorrow may well possess the mind
That feeds where thorns and thistles grow.
2 The joy that fades is not for me,
I seek immortal joys above;
There, glory without end shall be
The bright reward of faith and love.
3 Cleave to the world ye sordid worms,
contented lick your native dust:
But God shall fight, with all his storms,
Against the idol of your trust. Languages: English
Desiring Heaven
Rising to God
Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #CCLXI (1799) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Heaven Longed for First Line: Now let our souls, on wings sublime Lyrics: 1 Now let our souls, on wings sublime,
Rise from the vanities of time:
Draw back the parting veil, and see
The glories of eternity.
2 Born by a new celestial birth,
Why should we grovel here on earth?
Why grasp at transitory toys,
So near to heav'ns eternal joys?
3 Shall aught beguile us on the road!
When we are walking back to God?
For strangers into life we come,
And dying is but going home.
4 Welcome sweet hour of full discharge,
That sets our longing souls at large:
Unbinds our chains, breaks up our cell,
And gives us with out God to dwell.
5 To dwell with God, to feel his love,
Is the full heaven enjoy'd above;
And the sweet expectation now
Is the young dawn of heaven below. Languages: English
Rising to God
O mitt hjärta, det längtar
Hymnal: Lutherförbundets Sångbok #S165 (1913) Meter: 12.9.12.9 Topics: Det Himmelska Hemmet; The Heavenly Home; Hemlängton - Hemmet; Longing for Home First Line: O mitt hjärta, det längtar till hemlandes frid Lyrics: 1 O, mitt hjärta, det längtar till hemlandets frid,
Här på jorden det har ej sin ro.
till de saliga rymder, till Frälsaren blid,
Dit det sträcker sin längtan att bo.
2 Ja, där uppe får jag med en klarare blick
Skäda Jesus, min Frälsare kär,
Ty jag minnes, han sagt, då på jorden han gick,
Att Guds barn skola bli, där han är.
3 O, jag längtar att flytta till nya Guds stad,
Till det hem, som af himmelen är,
Där jag, frigjord och salig och lycklig och glad,
Får lofsjunga min Frälsare kär.
4 Här på jorden min ande så ofta har tvång,
Ty i främmande land än jag är,
Och får ofta uppstämma en klagande sång
Öfver syndafördärfvet jag bär.
5 Dock, jag glädes, at herren på jorden också
Är min skatt, ja, min sällhet, min del,
Ja, min herde, min vän, som mig leder, tills då,
Jag får intag himmelen hel.
6 Ja, han är ju min klippa, mitt bergfasta slott,
Ty ahns ord är en borgen därpå,
Och hvad han ännu vill, här skall blifva min lott,
Se så är jag ju hans dock ändå.
7 Snart från stoftet skall lösas min längtande själ
Och min ande uppsvinga till Gud.
Och åt honom, som löst mig till frihet från träl,
Skall då höjas min tacksamhets ljud.
8 Då skall stoftet ej mera betvinga min själ,
När i åskådning bytes min tro.
Då skall börjas mitt rätta, mitt eviga väl.
O, jag längtar där uppe få bo.
9 Tänk, när jag ifrån synden för evigt blir fri
Och ej otron bebor mer mitt bröst,
Hvilken sällhet och fröjd det då evigt skall bli
Att få hvila vid Frälsarens bröst!
10 Ja, till eviga friden min ande en gång
Skall uppsvinga, förklarad och skön.
Där bland saliga andarnas jublande sång
Skall uppfyllas min längtan, min bön.
Languages: Swedish Tune Title: [O mitt hjärta, det längtar till hemlandes frid]
O mitt hjärta, det längtar
Longing for Heaven
Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #CLXXI (1799) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Heaven Longed for; Heaven Longed for First Line: Sure 'tis in vain to seek for bliss Lyrics: 1 Sure 'tis in vain to seek for bliss,
For bliss can ne'er be found,
'Till we arrive where Jesus is,
And tread on heav'nly ground.
2 There's nothing round the spreading skies,
Or on this earthy clod;
Nothing, my soul that's worth thy joys,
Or lovely as thy God.
3 'Tis heav'n on earth to taste his love,
To feel his quick'ning grace;
And all the heav'n I hope above,
Is but to see his face.
4 Why move my years in slow delay?
And why this fear to die?
Death's but a guide that leads my way,
To a superior sky.
5 Dear Sov'reign, break these vital strings,
That bind me to my clay;
Help me to rise and stretch my wings,
And mount and soar away. Languages: English
Longing for Heaven
Longing after unseen pleasures
Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #CCCLII (1799) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Heaven Longed for First Line: O could our thoughts and wishes fly Lyrics: 1 O could our thoughts and wishes fly
Above these gloomy shades,
To those bright worlds beyond the sky,
Which sorrow ne'er invades!
2 There joys unseen by mortal eyes,
Or reason's feeble ray,
In ever blooming prospects rise,
Unconscious of decay.
3 Lord, send a beam of light divine,
To guide our upward aim!
With one reviving touch of thine,
Our languid hearts inflame.
4 Then shall, on faith's sublimest wing,
Our ardent wishes rise
To those bright scenes, where pleasures spring
Immortal in the skies.
Scripture: 2 Corinthians 4:18 Languages: English
Longing after unseen pleasures
Longing after unseen pleasures
Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CCCLII (1802) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Heaven Longed for First Line: O could our thoughts and wishes fly Lyrics: 1 O could our thoughts and wishes fly
Above these gloomy shades,
To those bright worlds beyond the sky,
Which sorrow ne'er invades!
2 There joys unseen by mortal eyes,
Or reason's feeble ray,
In ever blooming prospects rise,
Unconscious of decay.
3 Lord, send a beam of light divine,
To guide our upward aim!
With one reviving touch of thine,
Our languid hearts inflame.
4 Then shall, on faith's sublimest wing,
Our ardent wishes rise
To those bright scenes, where pleasures spring
Immortal in the skies.
Scripture: 2 Corinthians 4:18 Languages: English
Longing after unseen pleasures
Rising to God
Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CCLXI (1802) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Heaven Longed for First Line: Now let our souls, on wings sublime Lyrics: 1 Now let our souls, on wings sublime,
Rise from the vanities of time:
Draw back the parting veil, and see
The glories of eternity.
2 Born by a new celestial birth,
Why should we grovel here on earth?
Why grasp at transitory toys,
So near to heav'ns eternal joys?
3 Shall aught beguile us on the road!
When we are walking back to God?
For strangers into life we come,
And dying is but going home.
4 Welcome sweet hour of full discharge,
That sets our longing souls at large:
Unbinds our chains, breaks up our cell,
And gives us with out God to dwell.
5 To dwell with God, to feel his love,
Is the full heaven enjoy'd above;
And the sweet expectation now
Is the young dawn of heaven below. Languages: English
Rising to God
Desiring Heaven
Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CCLXIX (1802) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Heaven Longed for First Line: No more I ask or hope to find Lyrics: 1 No more I ask or hope to find,
Delight or happiness below;
Sorrow may well possess the mind
That feeds where thorns and thistles grow.
2 The joy that fades is not for me,
I seek immortal joys above;
There, glory without end shall be
The bright reward of faith and love.
3 Cleave to the world ye sordid worms,
contented lick your native dust:
But God shall fight, with all his storms,
Against the idol of your trust. Languages: English
Desiring Heaven
Longing for Heaven
Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CLXXI (1802) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Heaven Longed for; Heaven Longed for First Line: Sure 'tis in vain to seek for bliss Lyrics: 1 Sure 'tis in vain to seek for bliss,
For bliss can ne'er be found,
'Till we arrive where Jesus is,
And tread on heav'nly ground.
2 There's nothing round the spreading skies,
Or on this earthy clod;
Nothing, my soul that's worth thy joys,
Or lovely as thy God.
3 'Tis heav'n on earth to taste his love,
To feel his quick'ning grace;
And all the heav'n I hope above,
Is but to see his face.
4 Why move my years in slow delay?
And why this fear to die?
Death's but a guide that leads my way,
To a superior sky.
5 Dear Sov'reign, break these vital strings,
That bind me to my clay;
Help me to rise and stretch my wings,
And mount and soar away. Languages: English
Longing for Heaven
The prosperity of the saints
Hymnal: Hymnal of the Methodist Episcopal Church #13 (1891) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Heaven Longings for First Line: O render thanks to God above Scripture: Psalm 106:2 Languages: English
The prosperity of the saints
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