Author: A. F. I. Hymnal: Burning Bush Songs No. 1 #30 (1902) First Line: No doubt, my dear friends, you have heard people say Refrain First Line: Where cometh no envy and strife Lyrics: 1 No doubt, my dear friends, you have heard people say:
“I’m sick of this ‘up-and-down’ life;
I wish I could find ‘a more excellent way’,
Where cometh no envy and strife.”
“Where cometh no envy and strife,
With anger and selfishness rife;
I wish I could find ‘a more excellent way’,
Where cometh no envy and strife.”
2 I’ll sing you a song of the sanctified life,
A life “set apart” from all sin;
A beautiful life, free from “envy and strife”;
For Jesus is dwelling within.
For Jesus is dwelling within,
And keeping the soul calm and clean;
A beautiful life, free from “envy and strife”;
For Jesus is dwelling within.
3 I used to grow nervous, impatient, and pout,
When things would not go just my way,
But now ‘tis quite diff’rent; I look up and shout,
For Jesus is in me to stay.
For Jesus is in me to stay,
I’m sanctified wholly today,
And now ‘tis quite diff’rent; I look up and shout,
For Jesus is in me to stay.
4 Perhaps, my dear friend, you would like to know how
This change in my nature was made;
And why I am singing this song to you now—
Not feeling the least bit afraid.
Not feeling the least bit afraid,
Faint-hearted, ashamed, nor dismayed;
Yes, brother, I’m singing this song to you now,
Not feeling the least bit afraid.
5 One night, while communing with Jesus, quite late,
He whispered this message so true;
“Despised and rejected, and outside the gate,
I suffered to sanctify you.”
“I suffered to sanctify you,
To save, heal, and sanctify you,
Despised and rejected, and outside the gate,
I suffered to sanctify you.
6 I knelt at the cross where His blood was applied,
The blood that eradicates sin,
And there the dear Savior my soul sanctified,
And gave me “the witness” within.
He gave me the witness within,
And glory from heaven shone in;
‘Twas there the dear Saviour my soul sanctified,
And gave me the witness within.
7 Since then I’ve been marching with triumphant tread
Thro’ Canaan’s rich, fruit-bearing clime;
For self has been slain and the “old man” is dead,
And vict’ry is mine all the time.
Sweet vict’ry is mine all the time,
The “fulness of joy” now is mine;
Since self has been slain and the “old man” has died,
Sweet vic’try is mine all the time. Scripture: 1 Corinthians 7:31 Languages: English Tune Title: [No doubt, my dear friends, you have heard people say]
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