Swell the blood washed chorus

Our friends are gathering one by one Upon the hills of glory

Author: Johnson Oatman
Tune: [Our friends are gathering one by one] (Geibel)
Published in 2 hymnals

Representative Text

1 Our friends are gath'ring one by one,
Upon the hills of glory;
We'll join them when our work is done,
And sing redemption's story.

Sing on, sing on until we come,
And swell the blood-wash'd chorus;
How glad the song at "home sweet home"
With lov'd one gone before us.

2 To sing the praise of Jesus here,
The weakest saint rejoices;
How must it sound when loud and clear,
We join those heav'nly voices. [Chorus]

3 Our darling children too are there,
Their little voices ringing;
We'll meet them in that land so fair,
And join with them in singing. [Chorus]

4 The saints are there from ev'ry land,
From ev'ry age and nation;
They sing as they join hand in hand,
The story of salvation. [Chorus]

5 There's room enough for you and me,
And we've an invitation;
To come and join that company,
Of song and adoration. [Chorus]

Source: Light in the Valley: a new work of great merit for the Sunday school, revivals, Christian Endeavor, Epworth League, young people's society, and all forward movement along the line of battle... #110

Author: Johnson Oatman

Johnson Oatman, Jr., son of Johnson and Rachel Ann Oatman, was born near Medford, N. J., April 21, 1856. His father was an excellent singer, and it always delighted the son to sit by his side and hear him sing the songs of the church. Outside of the usual time spent in the public schools, Mr. Oatman received his education at Herbert's Academy, Princetown, N. J., and the New Jersey Collegiate Institute, Bordentown, N. J. At the age of nineteen he joined the M.E. Church, and a few years later he was granted a license to preach the Gospel, and still later he was regularly ordained by Bishop Merrill. However, Mr. Oatman only serves as a local preacher. For many years he was engaged with his father in the mercantile business at Lumberton… Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: Our friends are gathering one by one Upon the hills of glory
Title: Swell the blood washed chorus
Author: Johnson Oatman
Refrain First Line: Sing on, sing on until we come
Copyright: Public Domain



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Light in the Valley #110

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