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Author: Rev. W. Hunter Hymnal: Golden Songs #95 (1874) Hymnal Title: Golden Songs First Line: Oh, how can I forget the hour, When love divine I found! Languages: English
Happy, happy day
O how can I forget the hour
Author: William Hunter Hymnal: Revival and Camp Minstrel, containing the Best Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Original and Selected #d231 (1867) Hymnal Title: Revival and Camp Minstrel, containing the Best Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Original and Selected
O how can I forget the hour
Oh, how can I forget the hour
Author: W. H. Hymnal: Select Melodies; Comprising the Best Hymns and Spiritual Songs in Common Use, and not generally found in standard church hymn-books #69 (1856) Hymnal Title: Select Melodies; Comprising the Best Hymns and Spiritual Songs in Common Use, and not generally found in standard church hymn-books
Oh, how can I forget the hour
Happy, happy day
Author: William Hunter Hymnal: The Camp Meeting Singer #d11 (1873) Hymnal Title: The Camp Meeting Singer First Line: O how can I forget the hour
Happy, happy day
Oh! how can I forget the hour
Hymnal: The Minstrel of Zion #62 (1845) Hymnal Title: The Minstrel of Zion Lyrics: 1 Oh! how can I forget the hour,
When love divine I found;
The place was fill'd with sacred power,
And glory beam'd around:
My soul, relieved from sorrow's load,
From guilty bondage free,
Adored with joy the pardoning God,
That show'd such love to me.
2 For me, the earth and skies rejoiced
That I no more was sad;
The thirsty land with dew was moist,
The wilderness was glad;
The scenes of nature, then how bright,
My eyes rejoiced to view,
I praised the Lord with warm delight,
And thought they praised him too.
3 My darkness then to light gave place,
My guilt, to pardon free,
My rags of sin, to robes of grace,
And bonds, to liberty;
I toil'd no more, a wandering child,
In slavish, base employ,
But, safe at home, my Father smiled,
And feasted me with joy.
4 Nor did I then that bliss confine
Within my bounding breast;
The friends who pour'd their tears with mine,
Were sharers in the feast;
And angels on their watchful posts,
With gladness hasted round,
To tell to all the heavenly hosts,
"The long lost child is found." Tune Title: OH! HOW CAN I FORGET THE HOUR
Oh! how can I forget the hour
