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While on the Verge of Life I Stand

Author: Philip Doddridge Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7636 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. While on the verge of life I stand, And view the scene on either hand, My spirit struggles with my clay, And longs to wing its flight away. 2. Where Jesus dwells my soul would be, And faints my much loved Lord to see: Earth, twine no more about my heart, For ’tis far better to depart. 3. Come, ye angelic envoys, come, And lead the willing pilgrim home! Ye know the way to Jesus’ throne— Source of my joys and of your own. 4. That blissful interview, how sweet, To fall transported at His feet: Raised in His arms to view His face, Thro’ the full beamings of His grace. Languages: English Tune Title: HEAVENLY FLIGHT

While on the verge of life I stand

Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns, from Various Authors, Supplementary for the Use of Christians. 1st ed. #CXXXV (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 While on the verge of life I stand, And view the scene on either hand, My spirit struggles with my clay, And longs to wing his flight away. 2 Where Jesus dwells my soul would be; And faints my much lov'd Lord to see; Earth, twine no more about my heart; For 'tis far better to depart. 3 Come, ye angelic convoys, come, And lead the willing pilgrim home; Ye know the way to Jesu's throne, Source of my joys, and of your own. 4 That blissful interview, how sweet! To fall transported at his feet! Rais'd in his arms to see his face Through the full beamings of his grace. 5 As with a seraph's voice to sing! To fly as on a cherub's wings! Performing with unweary'd hands The present Saviour's high commands. 6 Yet with these prospects full in sight, We'll wait thy signal for the flight; For while thy service we pursue, We find a heav'n begun below. Languages: English

While on the verge of life I stand

Hymnal: Christian's Duty, exhibited in a series of hymns #S135 (1825) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 While on the verge of life I stand, And view the scene on either hand, My spirit struggles with my clay, And longs to wing his flight away. 2 Where Jesus dwells my soul would be; And faints my much lov'd Lord to see; Earth, twine no more about my heart; For 'tis far better to depart. 3 Come, ye angelic convoys, come, And lead the willing pilgrim home; Ye know the way to Jesu's throne, Source of my joys, and of your own. 4 That blissful interview, how sweet! To fall transported at his feet! Rais'd in his arms to see his face Through the full beamings of his grace. 5 As with a seraph's voice to sing! To fly as on a cherub's wings! Performing with unweary'd hands The present Saviour's high commands. 6 Yet with these prospects full in sight, We'll wait thy signal for the flight; For while thy service we pursue, We find a heav'n begun below. Languages: English

While on the verge of life I stand

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #372 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 While on the verge of life I stand, And view the scene on either hand, My spirit struggles with my clay, And longs to wing its flight away. 2 Where Jesus dwells my soul would be, And faints my much-loved Lord to see: Earth, twine no more about my heart! For 'tis far better to depart 3 Come, ye angelic convoys! come, And lead the willing pilgrim home; Ye know the way to Jesus' throne,-- Source of my joys, and of your own. 4 The blissful interview, how sweet! To fall transported at His feet! Raised in His arms to see His face Through the full beamings of His grace! 5 As with a seraph's voice to sing! To fly as on a cherub's wings! Performing, with unwearied hands, The present Saviour's high commands. 6 Yet, with these prospects full in sight, We'll wait Thy signal for the flight; For, while Thy service we pursue, We find a heaven in all we do. Topics: Man a Saint In Prospect of Heaven Languages: English

While on the verge of life I stand

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #479 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 While on the verge of life I stand, And view the scene on either hand, My spirit struggles with my clay, And longs to wing its flight away. 2 Where Jesus dwells my soul would be, And faints my much-lov'd Lord to see; Earth, twine no more about my heart! For 'tis far better to depart 3 Come, ye angelic convoys! come, And lead the willing pilgrim home; Ye know the way to Jesus' throne,-- Source of my joys, and of your own. 4 The blissful interview, how sweet! To fall transported at his feet! Rais'd in his arms, to view his face Through the full beamings of his grace! 5 As with a seraphs voice to sing! To fly as on a cherub's wing! Performing, with unwearied hands, The present Saviour's high commands. 6 Yet, with these prospects full in sight, We'll wait thy signal for the flight, For, while thy service we pursue, We find a heaven in all we do. Topics: Christian experience Christian in the prospect of death; Desiring to depart, and to be with Christ Scripture: Philippians 1:23