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Full Text

1 Spirit of God, attend my rising heart,
Weaned now from earth, and body struggling long
With pulses, weakness, all that earth imparts,
But now made new by Heaven’s blissful song!

2 This is no dream, no frantic ecstasy!
Rent from my tomb, I now behold the day;
Glory, shine out, unveil the opening skies,
Take all the dimness of my soul away.

3 Now I can love Thee, O my God and King,
Love like, but greater, than Thine angels show;
As they in awe adoring praises sing,
I love Thee for Thy blood’s deep crimson flow!

4 Now no more boundary keeps me from the sky,
No more of hope or fear to overcome,
No more of death, no tears, no rebel cry,
No tempting of my soul, for I am home.

5 On earth Thou taught me Thou wast always nigh,
Now face to face, I see bright, shining love;
All of my prayers, the sobbing, mournful sigh,
Are now full answered by Thy face above!

6 Lord, see my tears: I cry for those of Thine
Who left the fold and would not come again.
Close me within Thine arms, and I’ll not pine—
Wipe all my tears, and give me peace within.

7 None now shall hunger, never will they thirst,
For with Thee, Lord, they are for ever blest.
Here is our home, no sorrow, pain or curse,
But all is hope and joy and peace and rest.

Author: Jessie A. Lee

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Text Information

First Line: Spirit of God, attend my rising heart
Title: Home
Author: Jessie A. Lee (2012)
Language: English
Copyright: Public Domain



MORECAMBE was composed in 1870 by Frederick C. Atkinson (b. Norwich, England, 1841; d. East Dereham, England, 1896) as a setting for Henry Lyte's "Abide with Me" (442). It was first published in G. S. Barrett and E.J. Hopkins's Congregational Church Hymnal (1887). The tune is named for a coastal tow…

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