Living Hymns ‎#297

297. Give me the wings of faith to rise

1 Give me the wings of faith to rise
Within the vail, and see
The saints above, how great their joys,
How bright their glories be.

Chorus:
Many are the friends who are waiting to-day,
Happy on the golden strand.
Many are the voices calling us away,
To join their glorious band.
Calling us away, Calling us away,
Calling to the better land.
Calling us away, Calling us away,
Calling to the better land.

2 Once they were mourners here below,
And pour'd out cries and tears;
They wrestled hard, as we do now,
With sins, and doubts and fears. [Chorus]

3 I ask them whence their victory came:
They with united breath
Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb,
Their triumph to his death. [Chorus]

Text Information

• First Line: Give me the wings of faith to rise
• Author: Rev. I. Watts
• Refrain First Line: Many are the friends who are waiting to-day
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1890

Tune Information

• Name: [Give me the wings of faith to rise]
• Arranger: Walter Kittredge
• Key: B♭ Major