Please pardon this brief interruption, and please consider a gift today to
support the work of Hymnary.org. Here's why.
Each month half a million people visit this website for free access to the most
complete database of North American hymnody on the planet. But this project does not
come without a cost, and we have limited sources of revenue. Twice a year we hold
a fund drive, and these drives are critical to our future.
So if you benefit from Hymnary.org, would you consider a donation today? Even
small amounts help, and they also let us know you're behind us and support what we do.
Click the Donate button below to be taken to a secure giving site. Or you can make your
tax-deductible contribution by sending a check to Hymnary.org at 3201 Burton SE,
Grand Rapids, MI 49546.
On behalf of the entire Hymnary.org team, our thanks.
1 Why was unbelieving I,
Trembling so afraid to die;
Now my feet in safety stand,
Here within the promis'd land.
2 O what wond'rous grace is here,
Now I'm safe from ev'ry fear;
Sin and doubts are ever gone,
Sighing shall no more be known:
3 Henceforth neither grief nor pain,
Here successive pleasures reign;
All things our Hosannah raise,
O the glories of this place:
4 O ye perfect happy ones,
Let me try to join your tunes
Come let us exalt the Lamb,
Singing ever to his name:
5 He our full redemption wrought,
He for us his glory bought;
From the earth he calls us home,
To our father's house we're come:
6 Oft in Kedar's tents I strove,
When his lovely face was hid;
With my friends to raise the song,
But it languish'd on my tongue;
7 Jesus now unveils his face,
Here I shout with sov'reign grace;
Fill'd with love, incessant cry,
To his praise in raptures high:
8 O my drooping friends below,
Did you half this glory know;
Daily would ye stretch the wing,
Here to fly and thus to sing:
Divine Hymns of Spiritual Songs, 1802