1 Sweet rivers of redeeming love
Lie just before mine eye,
Had I the pinions of a dove,
I'd to those rivers fly--
I'd rise superior to my pain,
With joy outstrip the wind;
Would cross cold Jordan's stormy main,
And leave the world behind.
2 I view the monster death, and smile,
Now he has lost his sting;
Though Satan rages all the while,
I still in triumph sing;
By faith I see the radiant throne,
The crown of life for me,
By faith I claim it as my own,
And wait my Lord to see.
3 In a few toilsome years, at most,
My sorrows will be o'er;
Then shall I join the heavenly host
On Canaan's happy shore,
My raptured soul with joy shall drink
Of love's unbounded sea,
And only live to speak and think
Of him who died for me.
Born: 1770, New Bern County, North Carolina.
Died: December 6, 1807, Sumner County, Tennessee.
After a period of desperate depression, Granade came to Christ in 1800 at a Presbyterian camp meeting at Desha’s Creek, Sumner County, Tennessee. Ordained a Methodist circuit riding preacher, Granade was referred to by the Nashville Banner as the "wild man of Goose Creek" (Sumner County, Tennessee) and was also variously known as "the poet of the backwoods" and "the Wild Man of Holston." Granade worked in part in the world of shape-note singing in the Shenandoah Valley, where a variety of musical sources, both sacred and profane, were at play. His works include:
Pilgrim’s Songster (Lexington, Kentucky: 1804)
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