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The Pilgrim's Song
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymn Tunes from the most modern and approved authors #XV (1783) First Line: Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings Lyrics: 1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings,
Thy better portion trace;
Rise from transitory things,
Tow'rds heav'n thy native place:
Sun, and moon and stars decay,
Time shall soon this earth remove;
Rise, my soul, and haste away
To seats prepar'd above.
2 Rivers to the ocean run,
Nor stay in all their course:
Fire ascending seeks the sun,
Both speed them to their source:
So a soul that's born of God,
Pants to view his glorious face;
Upwards tends to his abode,
To rest in his embrace.
3 Fly me riches, fly me cares,
While I that coast explore;
Flatt'ring world, with all thy snares,
Solicit me no more.
Pilgrims fix not here their home;
Strangers tarry but a night,
When the last dear morn is come,
They'll rise to joyful light.
4 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn,
Press onward to the prize;
Soon our Saviour will return,
Triumphant in the skies:
Yet a season and you know
Happy entrance will be given,
All our sorrows cast below,
And earth exchang'd for heav'n. Languages: English
The Pilgrim's Song
The Pilgrim's Song
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #H.LXX (1785) First Line: Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings Lyrics: 1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings,
Thy better portion trace;
Rise from transitory things,
Tow'rds heaven thy native place:
Sun, and moon, and stars, decay,
Time shall soon this earth remove;
Rise, my soul, and haste away
To seats prepar'd above.
2 Rivers to the ocean run,
Nor stay in all their course,
Fire ascending seeks the sun,
Both speed them to their source;
So a soul, that's born of God,
Pants to view his glorious face;
Upward tends to his abode,
To rest in his embrace.
3 Fly me, riches; fly me, cares,
While I that coast explore,
Flattering world, with all thy snares,
Solicit me no more:
Pilgrims fix not here their home,
Strangers tarry but a night,
When the last dear morn is come,
They'll rise to joyful light.
4 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn,
Press onward to the prize;
Soon the Saviour will return,
Triumphant in the skies:
Yet a season, and you know
Happy entrance will be given,
All our sorrows left below,
And earth exchang'd for heaven.
Languages: English
The Pilgrim's Song
The pilgrim's Song
Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCLXXXII (1790) First Line: Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings Lyrics: 1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings
Thy better portion trace;
Rise from transitory things,
Tow'rds heaven, thy native place:
Sun, and moon and stars decay,
Time shall soon this earth remove;
Rise, my soul, and hast away
To seats prepar'd above.
2 Rivers to the ocean run,
Nor stay in all their course;
Fire ascending seeks the sun,
Both speed them to their source:
So a soul that's born of GOD
Pants to view his glorious face,
Upwards tends to his abode,
To rest in his embrace.
3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn,
Press onward to the prize;
Soon our Saviour will return,
Triumphant in the skies:
Yet a season, and you know
Happy entrance will be giv'n,
All our sorrows left below,
And earth exchang'd for heav'n. Topics: The Pilgrim's Song Languages: English
The pilgrim's Song
The Pilgrim's Song
Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CCCI (1792) First Line: Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings Lyrics: 1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings,
Thy better portion trace,
Rise from transitory things,
T'wards Heaven thy native place.
Sun. and moon. and stars decay,
Time shall soon this earth remove;
Rise, my soul, and haste away.
To seats prepar'd above.
2 Rivers to the ocean run,
Nor stay in all their course;
Fire ascending seeks the sun,
Both speed them to their source;
So my soul new born of God
Pants to view his glorious face,
Upward tends to his abode,
To rest in his embrace.
3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn;
Press onward to the prize;
Soon the Savior will return
Triumphant in the skies:
Yet a Season, and you know
Happy entrance will be given,
All our sorrows left below,
And earth exchang'd for Heaven.
Topics: The Christian; Christian Pilgrim song; The spiritual Pilgrim's song Languages: English
The Pilgrim's Song
The Pilgrim's Song
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #LXX (1786) First Line: Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings Lyrics: 1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings,
Thy better portion trace;
Rise from transitory things,
Tow'rds heaven thy native place:
Sun, and moon, and stars, decay,
Time shall soon this earth remove;
Rise, my soul, and haste away
To seats prepar'd above.
2 Rivers to the ocean run,
Nor stay in all their course,
Fire ascending seeks the sun,
Both speed them to their source;
So a soul, that's born of God,
Pants to view his glorious face;
Upward tends to his abode,
To rest in his embrace.
3 Fly me, riches; fly me, cares,
While I that coast explore,
Flattering world, with all thy snares,
Solicit me no more:
Pilgrims fix not here their home,
Strangers tarry but a night,
When the last dear morn is come,
They'll rise to joyful light.
4 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn,
Press onward to the prize;
Soon the Saviour will return,
Triumphant in the skies:
Yet a season, and you know
Happy entrance will be given,
All our sorrows left below,
And earth exchang'd for heaven.
Languages: English
The Pilgrim's Song
The Pilgrim's Song
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #LXX (1786) First Line: Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings Lyrics: 1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings,
Thy better portion trace;
Rise from transitory things,
Tow'rds heaven thy native place:
Sun, and moon, and stars, decay,
Time shall soon this earth remove;
Rise, my soul, and haste away
To seats prepar'd above.
2 Rivers to the ocean run,
Nor stay in all their course,
Fire ascending seeks the sun,
Both speed them to their source;
So a soul, that's born of God,
Pants to view his glorious face;
Upward tends to his abode,
To rest in his embrace.
3 Fly me, riches; fly me, cares,
While I that coast explore,
Flattering world, with all thy snares,
Solicit me no more:
Pilgrims fix not here their home,
Strangers tarry but a night,
When the last dear morn is come,
They'll rise to joyful light.
4 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn,
Press onward to the prize;
Soon the Saviour will return,
Triumphant in the skies:
Yet a season, and you know
Happy entrance will be given,
All our sorrows left below,
And earth exchang'd for heaven.
Languages: English
The Pilgrim's Song
The Pilgrim's Song
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #LXX (1787) First Line: Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings Lyrics: 1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings,
Thy better portion trace;
Rise from transitory things,
Tow'rds heaven thy native place:
Sun, and moon, and stars, decay,
Time shall soon this earth remove;
Rise, my soul, and haste away
To seats prepar'd above.
2 Rivers to the ocean run,
Nor stay in all their course,
Fire ascending seeks the sun,
Both speed them to their source;
So a soul, that's born of God,
Pants to view his glorious face;
Upward tends to his abode,
To rest in his embrace.
3 Fly me, riches; fly me, cares,
While I that coast explore,
Flattering world, with all thy snares,
Solicit me no more:
Pilgrims fix not here their home,
Strangers tarry but a night,
When the last dear morn is come,
They'll rise to joyful light.
4 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn,
Press onward to the prize;
Soon the Saviour will return,
Triumphant in the skies:
Yet a season, and you know
Happy entrance will be given,
All our sorrows left below,
And earth exchang'd for heaven.
Languages: English
The Pilgrim's Song
The Pilgrim's Song
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #LXX (1790) First Line: Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings Lyrics: 1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings,
Thy better portion trace;
Rise from transitory things,
Tow'rds heaven thy native place:
Sun, and moon, and stars, decay,
Time shall soon this earth remove;
Rise, my soul, and haste away
To seats prepar'd above.
2 Rivers to the ocean run,
Nor stay in all their course,
Fire ascending seeks the sun,
Both speed them to their source;
So a soul, that's born of God,
Pants to view his glorious face;
Upward tends to his abode,
To rest in his embrace.
3 Fly me, riches; fly me, cares,
While I that coast explore,
Flattering world, with all thy snares,
Solicit me no more:
Pilgrims fix not here their home,
Strangers taray but a night,
When the last dear morn is come,
They'll rise to joyful light.
4 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn,
Press onward to the prize;
Soon the Saviour will return,
Triumphant in the skies:
Yet a season, and you know
Happy entrance will be given,
All our sorrows left below,
And earth exchang'd for heaven.
Languages: English
The Pilgrim's Song
Aspiration
Author: Anonymous Hymnal: A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) #238 (1866) First Line: Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings Lyrics:
Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings,
Thy better portion trace!
Rise, from transitory things,
Towards heaven, thy native place!
Sun, and moon, and stars decay;
Time shall soon this earth remove;
Rise, my soul, and haste away
To seats prepared above!
Rivers to the ocean run,
Nor stay in all their course;
Fire, ascending, seeks the sun;
Both speed them to their source;
So the spirit, born of God,
Pants to view His glorious face;
Upward tends to His abode,
To rest in His embrace.
Languages: English
Aspiration
The better portion
Author: Robert Seagrave Hymnal: Laudes Domini #566 (1890) First Line: Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings Lyrics: 1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings,
Thy better portion trace;
Rise from transitory things
Toward heaven, thy native place:
Sun and moon and stars decay;
Time shall soon this earth remove;
Rise, my soul, and haste away
To seats prepared above.
2 Rivers to the ocean run,
Nor stay in all their course;
Fire ascending seeks the sun;
Both speed them to their source:
So a soul that's born of God,
Pants to view his glorious face;
Upward tends to his abode,
To rest in his embrace.
3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn,
Press onward to the prize;
Soon our Saviour will return
Triumphant in the skies:
Yet a season, and you know
Happy entrance will be given,
All our sorrows left below,
And earth exchanged for heaven. Topics: The Rest of Heaven; Heaven; Pleasures; Heaven; Pleasures Languages: English Tune Title: AMSTERDAM
The better portion
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