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In Heaven Above, in Heaven Above

Author: Johan Åström Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #628 (1926) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.6 First Line: In heav'n above, in heav'n above Lyrics: 1 In heav'n above, in heav'n above, Where God our Father dwells: How boundless there the blessedness! No tongue its greatness tells: There face to face, and full and free, Ever and evermore we see-- We see the Lord of hosts! 2 In heav'n above, in heav'n above, What glory deep and bright! The splendor of the noonday sun Grows pale before its light: The mighty Sun that ne'er goes down, Before whose gleam clouds never frown, Is God the Lord of hosts. 3 In heaven above, in heaven above, No tears of pain are shed: For nothing e'er shall fade or die; Life’s fullness round is spread, And, like an ocean, joy o’erflows, And with immortal mercy glows Our God the Lord of hosts! 4 In heaven above, in heaven above, God hath a joy prepared, Which mortal ear hath never heard, Nor mortal vision shared, Which never entered mortal breast, By mortal lips was ne'er expressed, O God the Lord of hosts! Amen. Topics: Last Things Heaven Languages: English Tune Title: I HIMMELEN, I HIMMELEN

In Heaven Above

Author: Laurentius L. Laurinus, 1573-1655; William Maccall, 1812-1888 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Worship #630 (2006) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.6 First Line: In heav'n above, in heav'n above Lyrics: 1 In heav'n above, in heav'n above, where God our Father dwells: how boundless there the blessedness! No tongue its greatness tells. There face to face, and full and free, the everliving God we see, our God, the Lord of hosts! 2 In heav'n above, in heav'n above, what glory deep and bright! The splendor of the noonday sun grows pale before its light. The mighty sun that goes not down, before whose face clouds never frown, is God, the Lord of hosts! 3 In heav'n above, in heav'n above, no tears of pain are shed, for nothing there can fade or die; life’s fullness round is spread, and like an ocean, joy o’erflows, and with immortal mercy glows our God, the Lord of hosts! 4 In heav'n above, in heav'n above, God has a joy prepared, which mortal ear has never heard, nor mortal vision shared, which never entered mortal thought, in mortal dreams was never sought, O God, the Lord of hosts! Topics: Hope, Assurance; Hope, Assurance Languages: English Tune Title: I HIMMELEN, I HIMMELEN

In Heaven Above

Author: Laurentius Laurentii Laurinius; Johan Astrom; William Maccall Hymnal: The Worshiping Church #682 (1990) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.6 First Line: In heaven above, in heaven above Lyrics: 1 In heaven above, in beaven above, where God our Father dwells, how boundless there the blessèdness-- no tongue its greatness tells! There face to face, and full and free, the everlasting God we see, our God, the Lord of hosts! 2 In heaven above, in heaven above, what glory deep and bright! The splendor of the noonday sun grows pale before its light; that mighty Sun that ne’er goes down, before whose face clouds never frown, is God the Lord of hosts! 3 In heaven above, in heaven above, no tears of pain are shed; for nothing there can fade or die, life’s fullness round is spread; and, like an ocean, joy o’erflows, and with immortal mercy glows our God, the Lord of hosts! 4 In heaven above, in heaven above, God has a joy prepared, which mortal ear has never heard, nor mortal vision shared, which never entered mortal thought, in mortal dreams was never sought, O God, the Lord of hosts! Topics: The Christian Life Death and Eternal Life; Funerals; Funerals; God Transcendence; Heaven Scripture: Isaiah 6:5 Languages: English Tune Title: I HIMMELEN

In Heaven Above

Author: Laurentius L. Laurinus, 1573-1655; John Åstrom, 1767-1844; William Maccall, 1812-1888 Hymnal: The Covenant Hymnal #754 (1996) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.6 First Line: In heav'n above, in heav'n above Topics: Eternal Life; Promise and Hope Scripture: 1 Corinthians 2:9 Tune Title: HAUGE

In Heav'n Above

Author: Laurentius L. Laurinus, 1573-1655; William Maccall, 1812-1888 Hymnal: Moravian Book of Worship #810 (1995) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.6 First Line: In heav'n above, in heav'n above Lyrics: 1 In heav'n above, in heav'n above, where God our Father dwells; how boundless there the blessedness! No tongue its greatness tells. There face to face and full and free, the everliving God we see, our God, the Lord of hosts! 2 In heav'n above, in heav'n above, what glory deep and bright! The splendor of the noonday sun grows pale before its light. The mighty sun that goes not down, before whose face clouds never frown, is God, the Lord of hosts! 3 In heav'n above, in heav'n above, no tears of pain are shed, for nothing there can fade or die; life’s fullness round is spread, and like an ocean joy o’erflows, and with immortal mercy glows our God, the Lord of hosts! 4 In heav'n above, in heav'n above, God has a joy prepared, which mortal ear has never heard, nor mortal vision shared, which never entered mortal thought, in mortal dreams was never sought, O God, the Lord of hosts! Topics: Death and Life to Come; Funeral and memorial service; Heaven; Life to Come Scripture: Revelation 21 Languages: English Tune Title: I HIMMELEN, I HIMMELEN

You Weary Pilgrims Roaming Here

Author: Compiler Hymnal: The Christian Hymnary #877 (1972) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.6 Topics: Book Four: Occasional Selections, Gospel Songs and Hymns; The Church Pilgrimage and Perseverance Scripture: 1 Thessalonians 1:10 Languages: English Tune Title: WEARY PILGRIMS

In Heav'n Above

Author: Laurentius L. Laurenti; Johan Åström, 1676-1844; William Maccall Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2820 Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.6 First Line: In Heav'n above, in Heav'n above Lyrics: 1. In Heav’n above, in Heav’n above, Where God our Father dwells, How boundless there the blessèdness! No tongue its greatness tells; There face to face, and full and free, Ever and evermore we see— We see the Lord of hosts! 2. In Heav’n above, in Heav’n above, What glory deep and bright! The splendor of the noonday sun Grows pale before its light; That mighty Sun that ne’er goes down, Before whose face clouds never frown, Is God the Lord of hosts. 3. In Heav’n above, in Heav’n above, No tears of pain are shed; There nothing e’er shall fade or die; Life’s fullness round is spread, And, like an ocean, joy o’erflows, And with immortal mercy glows Our God the Lord of hosts. 4. In Heav’n above, in Heav’n above, God hath a joy prepared, Which mortal ear hath never heard, Nor mortal vision shared, Which never entered mortal breast, By mortal lips was ne’er expressed, ’Tis God, the Lord of hosts! Languages: English Tune Title: LAURINUS

An-danitra, an-danitra (In the heaven, in the heaven)

Hymnal: Small Church Music #7206 Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.6 Languages: Malagasy Tune Title: [In the heaven in the heaven] (Lindeman)

Thank God That Towards Eternity

Author: August H. Francke; Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8976 Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Thank God that towards eternity Another step is won! Oh, longing turns my heart to Thee As time flows slowly on, Thou Fountain whence my life is born, Whence those rich streams of grace are drawn That through my being run! 2 I count the hours, the days, the years, That stretch in tedious line, Until, O Life, that hour appears, When, at Thy touch divine, Whate’er is mortal now in me Shall be consumed for aye in Thee, And deathless life be mine. 3 So glows Thy love within this frame, That, touched with keenest fire, My whole soul kindles in the flame Of one intense desire, To be in Thee, and Thou in me, And e’en while yet on earth to be Still pressing closer, nigher! 4 Oh that I soon might Thee behold! I count the moments o’er; Ah come, ere yet my heart grows cold And cannot call Thee more! Come in Thy glory, for Thy bride Hath girt her for the holy-tide, And waiteth at the door. 5 And since Thy Spirit sheds abroad The oil of grace in me, And Thou art inly near me, Lord, And I am lost in Thee, So shines in me the living Light, And steadfast burns my lamp and bright, To greet Thee joyously. 6 Come! is the voice, then, of Thy bride, She loudly prays Thee come! With faithful heart she long hath cried, Come quickly, Jesus, come! Come, O my Bridegroom, Lamb of God, Thou knowest I am Thine, my Lord; Come down and take me home. 7 Yet be the hour that none can tell Left wholly to Thy choice, Although I know Thou lov’st it well, That I with heart and voice Should bid Thee come, and from this day Care but to meet Thee on Thy way, And at Thy sight rejoice! 8 I joy that from Thy love divine No power can part me now, That I may dare to call Thee mine, My friend, my Lord, avow, That I, O Prince of Life, shall be Made wholly one in Heav’n with Thee, My portion, Lord, art Thou! 9 And therefore do my thanks o’erflow, That one more year is gone, And of this time, so poor, so slow, Another step is won; And, with a heart that may not wait, Toward yonder distant golden gate I journey gladly on. 10 And when the wearied hands grow weak, And wearied knees give way, To sinking faith, oh quickly speak, And make Thine arm my stay; That so my heart drink in new strength, And I speed on, nor feel the length Nor steepness of the way. 11 Then on, my soul, with fearless faith, Let nought thy terror move; Nor aught that earthly pleasure saith E’er tempt thy steps to rove; If slow thy course seem o’er the waste, Mount upwards with the eagles’ haste, On wings of tireless love. 12 O Jesus, all my soul hath flown Already up to Thee, For Thou, in whom is love alone, Hast wholly conquered me. Farewell ye phantoms, day and year, Eternity is round me here, Since, Lord, I live in Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: GOMA

Another Year Hath Fled

Author: Arthur T. Russell Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16091 Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.6 First Line: Another year hath fled; renew Lyrics: 1 Another year hath fled; renew Lord, with our days Thy love! Our days are evil here and few; We look to live above: We will not grieve, though day by day We pass from earthly joys away; Our joy abides in Thee. 2 Yet, when our sins we call to mind, We cannot fail to grieve; But Thou art pitiful and kind, And wilt our prayer receive: O Jesu, evermore the same, Our hope we rest upon Thy name; Our hope abides in Thee. 3 For all the future, Lord, prepare Our souls with strength divine; Help us to cast on Thee our care, And on Thy servants shine: Life without Thee is dark and drear; Death is not death if Thou art near; Our life abides in Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. SULPICE