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Anticipation
Author: C. W. N. Hymnal: Timeless Truths #358 Meter: 8.5.8.5.7.7.7.5 Topics: Anticipation First Line: When the last earth-tie is sundered Lyrics: 1 When the last earth-tie is sundered,
And my soul set free;
When life’s cares and toils are numbered,
I shall haste to be
With my Lord, in realms of light,
Where no sin can ever blight,
Where ne’er comes the shades of night;
To His arms I’ll flee.
2 Often here I’m sad and weary,
As the days go by;
Oft the scenes are dark and dreary,
Teardrops dim my eye;
But when this short life is o’er,
We shall weep and sigh no more,
But rejoice forevermore
In our home on high.
3 Now I look with eager longing,
Where I soon shall stand,
Where the happy spirits thronging,
In the heav’nly band,
Taste the joys of love divine,
In refulgent glory shine—
This great heritage is mine,
In that happy land.
4 Shall I shrink at death’s cold river,
When on yonder shore
Stands of every good the Giver,
Whom I now adore?
Untold pleasures beckon me,
Untold joys by faith I see,
Untold happiness to be
Mine forevermore. Scripture: Philippians 3:13-14 Tune Title: [When the last earth-tie is sundered]
Anticipation
Bright Anticipation
Author: B. E. W. Hymnal: Timeless Truths #644 Meter: 9.9.9.9.14.9.14.9 Topics: Anticipation First Line: There's a voice full of sweetness and love Refrain First Line: I am waiting, I am longing for the summons to come Lyrics: 1 There’s a voice full of sweetness and love,
It is speaking so kindly to me:
“I will lead you to bright realms above,
Where the spirit forever is free.”
Refrain:
I am waiting, I am longing for the summons to come,
When from sorrow and trouble I’m free;
When with Jesus I am reigning in that heavenly home,
Where forever its beauties I’ll see.
2 When I look o’er, the past I behold
How His wide arms of mercy held me;
Oh, His sweet love and peace are untold,
In His favor I’m happy and free. [Refrain]
3 There’s a sweet voice that calls o’er and o’er,
It is cheering my spirit today;
Since my treasure is on yonder shore,
I must gain it and live there for aye. [Refrain]
4 I forget all the things that are past,
I am looking to glories divine;
I shall reap my reward at the last,
For my Jesus, dear Savior, is mine. [Refrain] Scripture: 2 Corinthians 5:8 Tune Title: [There's a voice full of sweetness and love]
Bright Anticipation
To Jesus, the crown of my hope
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #470 (1870) Topics: Blessedness future, anticipated; Death anticipation of; Heaven anticipation of; Hope in anticipation of death Lyrics: 1 To Jesus, the crown of my hope,
My soul is in haste to be gone;
Oh, bear me, ye cherubim, up,
And waft me away to His throne.
2 My Saviour, whom absent I love;
Whom not having seen, I adore"
whose name is exalted above
all glory, dominion, and power--
3 Dissolve Thou these bands that detain
My soul from her portion in Thee,
Ah! strike off this adamant chain,
And make me eternally free.
4 When that happy era begins,
When array'd in Thy glories I shine,
Nor grieve any more, by my sins,
The bosom on which I recline--
5 Oh, then shall the veil be removed!
And round me Thy brightness be pour'd;
I shall meet Him whom absent I loved,
I shall see Whom unseen I adored.
6 And then, never more shall the fears,
The trials, temptations, and woes,
Which darken this valley of tears,
Intrude on my blissful repose.
Languages: English
To Jesus, the crown of my hope
One sweetly solemn thought
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #468 (1870) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Blessedness future, anticipated; Death anticipation of; Heaven anticipation of Lyrics: 1 One sweetly solemn thought
Comes to me o'er and o'er;
I am nearer my home to-day
Than e'er I've been before;
2 Nearer my Father's house,
Where many mansions be,
Nearer the throne where Jesus reigns,
Nearer the crystal sea.
3 Nearer the bound of life,
Where burdens are laid down,
Nearer leaving the cross of grief,
Nearer gaining the crown.
4 But lying darkly between,
And winding down through the night,
Flows on the deep and unknown stream,
That leads me to the light.
5 Jesus, perfect my trust,
Strengthen my hand of my faith,
And be Thou near me when I stand
Upon the shore of death.
Languages: English
One sweetly solemn thought
'Tis sweet to rest in lively hope
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #469 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Blessedness future, anticipated; Death anticipation of; Hope in anticipation of death Lyrics: 1 'Tis sweet to rest in lively hope,
That when my change shall come,
Angels will hover round my bed,
And waft my spirit home!
2 There shall my disimprison'd soul
Behold Him and adore;
Be with his likeness satisfied,
And grieve and sin no more:
3 Shall see Him wear that very flesh
On which my guilt was lain;
His love intense, His merit fresh,
As though but newly slain.
4 Soon, too, my slumbering dust shall hear
The trumpet's quick'ning sound;
And, by my Saviour's power rebuilt,
At His right hand be found.
5 These eyes shall see Him in that day,
The God that died for me!
And all my rising bones shall say,
Lord, who is like to Thee!
6 If such the views which grace unfolds,
Weak as it is below,
What raptures must the Church above,
In Jesus' presence know. Languages: English
'Tis sweet to rest in lively hope
And must this body die?
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #476 (1870) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Blessedness future, anticipated; Death anticipation of; Hope in anticipation of death Lyrics: 1 And must this body die?
This mortal frame decay?
And must these active limbs of mine
Lie mould'ring in the clay?
2 God, my Redeemer lives,
And often, from the skies,
Looks down and watches all my dust,
Till He shall bid it rise.
3 Array'd in glorious grace
Shall these vile bodies shine,
And ev'ry shape, and ev'ry face,
Look heavenly and divine.
4 These lively hopes we owe
To Jesus' dying love;
We would adore His grace below,
And sing His power above.
5 Dear Lord, accept the praise
Of these our humble songs,
Till tunes of nobler sound we raise
With our immortal tongues. Languages: English
And must this body die?
Sacred Stillness
Author: B. E. W. Hymnal: Truth in Song #165 (1907) Topics: Anticipation First Line: In the twilight's sacred stillness Lyrics: 1 In the twilight’s sacred stillness,
Where our kindred spirits blend,
We with glad anticipation
Wait that life which hath no end.
Here we sit in meditation
Of God’s awful words to man—
“Dust thou art, to dust returnest”—
This the order of his plan.
2 All this life is but a shadow,
Only earthly things we see;
Rippling stream and verdant meadow
Waken tho’ts of praise in me.
Thus the earth is robed in beauty,
Sparkling jewels she doth wear;
But the Lord’s transcendent glory
We shall see when over there.
3 Blessed tho’t, ‘tis so transporting—
As we lay these bodies down,
We shall rise on wings immortal
And receive a golden crown.—
Free indeed thro’ his salvation,
Free from trouble, grief and pain,
Free at last from all temptation,
Free, with Christ fore’er to reign. Languages: English Tune Title: [In the twilight's sacred stillness]
Sacred Stillness
There is a house not made with hands
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #465 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Death anticipation of; Heaven anticipation of 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 dissolved 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.
Languages: English
There is a house not made with hands
My days are gliding swiftly by
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #474 (1870) Topics: Blessedness future, anticipated; Death anticipation of Lyrics: 1 My days are gliding swiftly by,
And I, a pilgrim stranger,
Would not detain them as they fly,
Those hours of toil and danger:
For now we stand on Jordan’s strand;
Our friends are passing over;
And, just before, the shining shore
We may almost discover.
2 Our absent King the watchword gave,
"Let every lamp be burning;"
We look afar across the wave,
Our distant home discerning.
For now we stand on Jordan’s strand;
Our friends are passing over;
And, just before, the shining shore
We may almost discover.
3 Should coming days be dark and cold,
We will not yield to sorrow,
For hope will sing with courage bold,
"There's glory on the morrow."
For now we stand on Jordan’s strand;
Our friends are passing over;
And, just before, the shining shore
We may almost discover.
4 Let storms of woe in whirlwinds rise,
Each cord on earth to sever:
There--bright and joyous in the skies,
There--is our home forever:
For now we stand on Jordan’s strand;
Our friends are passing over;
And, just before, the shining shore
We may almost discover. Languages: English
My days are gliding swiftly by
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