1 O the joy to behold
All the glories untold
In the home of the blessed above!
There the praise I will sing
Of my Saviour and King,
And will tell of His mercy and love.
O the joy of that home, sweet home, sweet, sweet home!
There is naught can compare with that city so fair;
‘Tis the home of the blessed—my home.
2 As I near that abode
Brighter will be the road,
For the glory around me will shine;
From the heavenly plains
I shall catch the sweet strains,
And the joy of the ransomed be mine. [Refrain]
3 And at last I shall meet,
In that country so sweet,
All the dear ones who’ve passed on before;
There I’ll join their glad song,
And with heart and with tongue
Will the love that has saved us adore. [Refrain]
Source: Songs of the Kingdom: prepared for the use of young people's societies and adapter for prayer meetings, Sunday schools and the home #104
|Instances (1 - 2 of 2)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|Royal Hymnal: for the Sunday School #170||O the Joy to Behold||O the joy to behold||[O the joy to behold]||Wm. Stevenson||1898|
|Songs of the Kingdom: prepared for the use of young people's societies and adapter for prayer meetings, Sunday schools and the home #104||O the Joy to Behold||O the joy to behold||[O the joy to behold]||Wm. Stevenson||1 Corinthians 2:9||1896||Assurance | ; Heaven ||