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Earth has detain'd me pris'ner long
Hymnal: A Choice Collection of Hymns, in which are some never before printed #LXVII (1782) Hymnal Title: A Choice Collection of Hymns, in which are some never before printed Languages: English
Earth has detain'd me pris'ner long
Earth has detain'd me pris'ner long
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs #XX (1801) Hymnal Title: A Collection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs Lyrics: 1 Earth has detain'd me pris'ner long;
But I’m grown weary now:
My heart, my hands, my ears my tongue,
There’s nothing here for you.
2 Tired myself I lay me down,
And upward cast my eyes,
Upward, my Father, to thy throne,
And to my native skies.
3 There the dear Lord, my Saviour sits;
O see how bright he shines!
And scatters infinite delights
On all the happy minds.
4 Seraphs with elevated strains
Circle the throne around;
And charm, and move the starry plains
With an immortal sound.
5 Jesus the Lord their harps employs,
"Jesus my love they sing,"
"Jesus" the God of both our joys,
Sounds sweet from every string.
6 Now would I rise to join the song,
And be an angel too;
My heart my hands, my ears, my tongue
There's joyful work for you.
7 I would begin the music here,
And so my soul shall rise;
O! for some heav'nly note to bear
My spirit to the skies! Languages: English
Earth has detain'd me pris'ner long
Earth has detain'd me prisoner long
Hymnal: A Collection of Spiritual Songs and Hymns #XX (1801) Hymnal Title: A Collection of Spiritual Songs and Hymns Lyrics: 1 Earth has detain'd me prisoner long;
But I’m grown weary now:
My heart, my hands, my ears my tongue
There’s nothing here for you.
2 Tired myself I lay me down,
And upward cast my eyes,
Upward, my Father, to thy throne,
And to my native skies.
3 There the dear Lord, my Saviour sits;
O see how bright he shines!
And scatters infinite delights
On all the happy minds.
4 Seraphs with elevated strains
Circle the throne around;
And charm, and move the starry plains
With an immortal sound.
5 Jesus the Lord their harps employs,
"Jesus my love they sing,"
"Jesus" the God of both our joys,
Sounds sweet from every string.
6 Now would I rise to join the song,
And be an angel too;
My heart my hands, my ears, my tongue
There's joyful work for you.
7 I would begin the music here,
And so my soul shall rise;
O! for some heav'nly note to bear
My spirit to the skies! Languages: English
Earth has detain'd me prisoner long
Earth has detain'd me prisoner long
Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #34 (1801) Hymnal Title: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns Languages: English
Earth has detain'd me prisoner long
Looking upward
Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #XXXIV (1790) Hymnal Title: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns First Line: Earth has detain'd me prisoner long Lyrics: 1 Earth has detain'd me prisoner long
And I’m grown weary now
My heart, my hand, my ear my tongue,
There’s nothing here for you.
2 Lord in my thoughts, I stretch me down,
And upwards glance mine eyes;
Upward (my Father) to thy throne,
And to my native skies.
3 There the dear Man my Saviour sits,
The GOD, how bright he shines!
And scatters infinite delights
On all the happy minds.
4 Seraphs with elevated strains
Circle the throne around,
And move and charm the starry plains
With an immortal sound.
5 JESUS the Lord their harps employs,
JESUS my love they sing.
JESUS the name of both our joys
Sounds sweet from every string.
Topics: Before Sermon Languages: English
Looking upward
Earth has detain'd me prisoner long
Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #34 (1819) Hymnal Title: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns Languages: English
Earth has detain'd me prisoner long
Earth has detained me prisoner long
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Hymns of the Higher Life #13 (1868) Hymnal Title: Hymns of the Higher Life Languages: English
Earth has detained me prisoner long
Earth has detained me prisoner long
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Sabbath School and Social Hymns of the Reformed Protestant Dutch Church of the U.S.A. #d56 (1843) Hymnal Title: Sabbath School and Social Hymns of the Reformed Protestant Dutch Church of the U.S.A.
Earth has detained me prisoner long
The Song Of Angels Above
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10941 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal First Line: Earth has detained me prisoner long Lyrics: 1 Earth has detained me prisoner long
And I’m grown weary now:
My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongue,
There’s nothing here for you.
2 Tired in my thoughts, I stretch me down,
And upward glance mine eyes;
Upward, my Father, to Thy throne,
And to my native skies.
3 There the dear Man, my Savior, sits,
The God, how bright He shines!
And scatters infinite delights
On all the happy minds.
4 Seraphs, with elevated strains
Circle the throne around,
And move and charm the starry plains
With an immortal sound.
5 Jesus the Lord their harps employs,
Jesus my love they sing:
Jesus, the name of both our joys,
Sounds sweet from every string.
6 Hark, how beyond the narrow bounds
Of time and space they run,
And speak, in most majestic sounds,
The Godhead of the Son.
7 How on the Father’s breast He lay,
The darling of His soul,
Infinite years before the day
Or heavens began to roll.
8 And now they sink the lofty tone,
And gentler notes they play,
And bring th’eternal Godhead down
To dwell in humble clay.
9 O sacred beauties of the Man!
(The God resides within)
His flesh all pure, without a stain;
His soul without a sin.
10 Then, how He looked, and how He smiled,
What wondrous things He said!
Sweet cherubs, stay, dwell here a while,
And tell what Jesus did.
11 At His command the blind awake,
And feel the gladsome rays:
He bids the dumb attempt to speak,
They try their tongues in praise.
12 He shed a thousand blessings round
Where’er He turned His eye;
He spoke, and at the sovereign sound
The hellish legions fly.
13 Thus, while, with unambitious strife,
Th’ethereal minstrels rove
Through all the labors of His life,
And wonders of His love.
14 In the full choir a broken string
Groans with a strange surprise;
The rest in silence mourn their king
That bleeds, and loves, and dies.
15 Seraph and saint, with dropping wings,
Cease their harmonious breath;
No blooming trees, nor babbling springs,
While Jesus sleeps in death.
16 Then all at once to living strains
They summon every chord,
Break up the tomb, and burst His chains,
And show their rising Lord.
17 Around the flaming army throngs
To guard Him to the skies,
With loud hosannas on their tongues,
And triumph in their eyes.
18 In awful state the conquering God
Ascends His shining throne,
While tuneful angels sound abroad
The victories He has won.
19 Now let me rise, and join their song,
And be an angel too;
My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongue,
Here’s joyful work for you!
20 I would begin the music here,
And so my soul should rise.
Oh for some heavenly notes to bear
My spirit to the skies!
21 There, ye that love my Savior, sit,
There I would fain have place,
Amongst your thrones, or at your feet,
So I might see His face.
22 I am confined to earth no more,
But mount in haste above,
To bless the God that I adore,
And sing the Man I love.
Languages: English Tune Title: ABIDING GRACE
The Song Of Angels Above
Earth has detain'd me prisoner long
Hymnal: The Lexington Collection #122 (1811) Hymnal Title: The Lexington Collection
Earth has detain'd me prisoner long
