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We Shall Sit at Jesus' Feet

Author: E. E. Rexford Hymnal: JS1875 #44 (1875) First Line: By and by, beyond the river Lyrics: 1 By and by, beyond the river, We shall wear an angel crown, And forever and forever, With the Lord of life sit down; Oh! the rapture that comes o'er me, With the thought so grand and sweet, There is rest beyond the river, We shall sit at Jesus' feet. By and by, beyond the river, We shall wear an angel crown, And forever and forever, With the Lord of life sit down; 2 There shall sorrow vex us never; There shall weeping never come! There, forever and forever, We shall be with Christ at home! Never sighing, never sorrow! Oh! the thought is very sweet, Never care to bear nor borrow, Sitting at the Savior's feet. By and by, beyond the river, We shall wear an angel crown, And forever and forever, With the Lord of life sit down; 3 Home for ev'ry child immortal, I shall reach you by and by! I shall enter at the portal, Of the gateway, broad and high. And I know in that fair city, Friends and kindred I shall meet, And—oh blessed thought of rapture— Shall sit down at Jesus' feet. By and by, beyond the river, We shall wear an angel crown, And forever and forever, With the Lord of life sit down; Languages: English Tune Title: [By and by, beyond the river]

My Father's House

Hymnal: JS1875 #45 (1875) First Line: There is a place of waveless rest Lyrics: 1 There is a place of waveless rest, Far, far beyond the skies; Where beauty smiles eternally And pleasure never dies; My Father's house! my heavenly home, Where many mansions stand, Prepared by hands divine for all Who seek the better land. 2 When toss'd upon the waves of life, With fear on ev'ry side, When fiercely how is the gath'ring storm, And foams the angry tide: Beyond the storm, beyond the gloom, Breaks forth the light of morn; Bright beaming from my Father's house To cheer the soul forlorn. 3 In that pure home of endless joy, Earth's parted friends shall meet, With smiles of love that never fade And blessedness complete: There, there adieus are never known, Death frowns not on that scene, But light and glorious beauty shine Untroubled and serene. Languages: English Tune Title: [There is a place of waveless rest]

Sing His Praise

Hymnal: JS1875 #46 (1875) First Line: Come ye children join to sing Lyrics: 1 Come ye children join to sing, Sing His praise; Sing His praise; Hymns of praise to Christ our King. Sing His praise, yes, Sing His praise; Let us all with heart and voice Sing His praise; sing His praise, And before His throne rejoice, Sing, yes sing His praise. 2 Come and lift your voices high, Sing His praise; Sing His praise; Let your praises fill the sky, Sing His praise, yes, Sing His praise; He is our sure guide and friend Sing His praise; sing His praise, And His love shall never end, Sing, yes sing His praise. 3 Praise we yet the Lord again, Sing His praise; Sing His praise; Life shall never end the strain. Sing His praise, yes, Sing His praise; Till on Heaven's blissful shore Sing His praise; sing His praise, All His goodness we adore, Sing, yes sing His praise. Languages: English Tune Title: [Come ye children join to sing]

God is Very Near

Author: Miss M. L. Thompson Hymnal: JS1875 #47 (1875) First Line: When the buds of spring are op'ning Lyrics: 1 When the buds of spring are op'ning, When the earth is closed in green, And the gentle rains descending, Wake to life a power unseen; When the fragrant flow'rs are blooming, In the summer sunlight clear, Then a sweet voice whispers God is very near. Then a sweet voice whispers God is very near. 2 When the drafting snows of winter, In white folds the earth enshroud, When above the storm clouds gather, And the tempest's voice is loud; When the roar of ocean breakers, Wildly surging, strikes the ear, Then a sweet voice whispers God is very near. Then a sweet voice whispers God is very near. 3 Thus it is in life's bright summer, When with joy the heart is filled, When we see the silver lining, Of the clouds that bode us ill; Or when deed, dark waves of trouble, Gather round our pathway here, Still the sweet voice whispers God is very near. Still the sweet voice whispers God is very near. Scripture: Matthew 28:20 Languages: English Tune Title: [When the buds of spring are op'ning]

There's a Song in the Air

Author: Dr. J. G. Holland Hymnal: JS1875 #48 (1875) Lyrics: 1 There's a song in the air, There's a star in the sky, There's a mother's deep prayer, And a baby's low cry, Chorus: And the star reigns its fire, While the beautiful sing, That the manger of Bethlehem cradles a King! 2 In the light of that star, Die the ages impearl'd, And that song from afar, Has swept over the world, Chorus: Ev'ry hearth is a flame, And the beautiful sing, In the homes of the nations, that Jesus is King! 3 We rejoice in the light, And we echo the song, That comes down thro' the night, From the Heavenly throng, Chorus: Aye! we shout to the lovely evangel they bring, And we greet in his cradle our Savior and King! Languages: English Tune Title: [There's a song in the air]

Help Us

Author: J. R. M. Hymnal: JS1875 #49 (1875) First Line: Help us, O Lord, Thy name to love Lyrics: 1 Help us, O Lord, Thy name to love, Help us to love Thy word, Aid us to meekly follow Thee, Thou ever blessed Lord; Shine on our souls, O brightest sun, Warm us with heav'n's own rays, So may we ever more be found Walking in heav'nly ways. 2 Help us to do Thy holy will, Whate'er that will may be, Shadow or sunshine, blessed One, So that it pleaseth Thee; Give to our souls the peace which comes From serving Thee, O Lord, So may we find when done for thee, Work is it own reward. Languages: English Tune Title: [Help us, O Lord, Thy name to love]

Our Last Grand Camping Ground

Author: Henry C. Work Hymnal: JS1875 #50 (1875) First Line: On a pebbly shore, where, forever more Refrain First Line: Our Savior and our King! Lyrics: 1 On a pebbly shore, where, forever more, Gently creeps a music laden wave, In the meadows green, which beyond are seen, Camps a conq'ring army true and brave; Shining are the the weapons, of this martial throng, Crimson dyed their banners, battle worn so long, But now they cast them down, and each receives a crown, While they chant their never-ending song. Chorus: Our Savior and our King! His victories shall ring! His conquests thro' eternity shall sound, War shall be no more, We have reach'd the shore, Safely reach'd our last grand camping ground. 2 While thro' lovely dells, grander music swells, Richer chords from rarer harps of gold, List that soft refrain, that sweet vocal strain, Wherein now the victor's deeds are told; How they toil'd in darkness, battling with the wrong, How, in hours of weakness, Jesus made them strong, Acknowledg'd as his own, he seats them on his throne, While they join their never-ending song. [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: [On a pebbly shore, where, forever more]

One Day Nearer

Hymnal: JS1875 #52 (1875) First Line: O'er the hills the sun is setting Lyrics: 1 O'er the hills the sun is setting, And the eve is drawing on, Slowly drops the gentle twilight, For another day is gone; Gone for aye its race is over, Soon the darker shades will come, Still 'tis sweet to know at even, We are one day nearer home. 2 "One day nearer" sings the sailor, As he glides the waters o'er, While the light is softly dying, On his distant native shore; So the Christian on life's ocean, As his life boat cuts the foam, In the ev'ning cries with rapture, "I am one day nearer home." 3 Nearer home! Yes, one day nearer To our Father's home on high, To the green fields and the fountains, Of the land beyond the sky; For the heav'n grows brighter o'er us, And the lamps hang in the dome, And our tents are pitched still closer, For we're one day nearer home. Languages: English Tune Title: [O'er the hills the sun is setting]

Unto Me

Hymnal: JS1875 #53 (1875) First Line: O ye who have homes of plenty Lyrics: 1 O ye who have homes of plenty, Whose firesides gleam warm and bright, Who dread not the cold of morning, And fear not the colder night; Forget not the poor among you, Their burdens are hard to bear, The riches that God has given, With your lowly brother share. 2 And when at the gate of heaven, Ye cry, "Savior, let me in, We've kept all thy dear commandments, And walk'd all thy ways within;" The master in loving accents Will say "Here your home shall be, For what ye have giv'n my children, Ye gave, in disguise to me." Languages: English Tune Title: [O ye who have homes of plenty]

Gone in her childlike purity

Hymnal: JS1875 #54 (1875) Lyrics: 1 Gone in her childlike purity, Out from the golden day; Fading away in the light so sweet, Where the silver stars and sunbeams meet, When the purple light and the hilltops greet, Over the silent way, Over the silent way. 2 Over the sweet brow lovingly, Twineth her sunny hair; She was so fragile, that love sent down, From his heavn'ly gems that soft, bright crown, To shade her brow with its waves so brown, Light as the dimpling air, Light as the dimpling air. 3 Hearts where the darlings head hath lain; Held by love's shining ray, Know ye the touch of her gentle hand Maketh bright the harp in the unknown land, O she waits for us with the angel band, Over the starry way, Over the starry way. Languages: English Tune Title: [Gone in her childlike purity]