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From Thee, my God, my joys shall rise
Author: Watts Hymnal: The Congregational Hymn Book #716 (1857)
From Thee, my God, my joys shall rise
From thee, my God! my joys shall rise
Hymnal: The Presbyterian Hymnal #806 (1874) Languages: English
From thee, my God! my joys shall rise
From thee, my God, my joys shall rise
Hymnal: The Presbyterian Hymnal #806 (1878) Topics: The Coming of the Lord
From thee, my God, my joys shall rise
From thee, my [O] God, my [our] joys shall rise
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Baptist Hymn Book #1284 (1859)
From thee, my [O] God, my [our] joys shall rise
From Thee, my God, my joys shall rise
Author: Rev. Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Hymns and Songs of Praise for Public and Social Worship #1384 (1874) Languages: English
From Thee, my God, my joys shall rise
Hymn 75
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #II.75 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: From thee, my God, my joys shall rise Lyrics:
From thee, my God, my joys shall rise,
And run eternal rounds,
Beyond the limits of the skies,
And all created bounds.
The holy triumphs of my soul
Shall death itself outbrave,
Leave dull mortality behind,
And fly beyond the grave.
There, where my blessed Jesus reigns,
In heav'n's unmeasured space,
I'll spend a long eternity
In pleasure and in praise.
Millions of years my wond'ring eyes
Shall o'er thy beauties rove,
And endless ages I'll adore
The glories of thy love.
[Sweet Jesus, every smile of thine
Shall fresh endearments bring;
And thousand tastes of new delight
From all thy graces spring.
Haste, my Beloved, fetch my soul
Up to thy blest abode;
Fly, for my spirit longs to see
My Savior and my God.]
Languages: English
Hymn 75
The beatifick Sight of Christ
Hymnal: The Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithully translated into English metre #XLIV (1758) First Line: From Thee, my God, my Joys shall rise Lyrics: 1 From Thee, my God, my Joys shall rise,
And run eternal Rounds,
Beyond the Limits of the Skies,
And all created Bounds.
The holy Triumphs of my Soul
Shall Death itself out brave,
Leave dull Mortality behind,
And fly beyond the Grave.
2 There, where my blessed Jesus reigns,
In Heav'n's unmeasur'd Space,
I'll spend a long Eternity
In Pleasure and in Praise.
Millions of years my wond'ring Eyes
Shall o'er thy Beauties rove,
And endless Ages, I'll adore,
The Glories of thy Love.
3 Sweet Jesus, ev'ry Smile of thine
Shall fresh Endearments bring;
And thousand Tastes of new Delight
From all thy Graces spring.
Haste, my Beloved, fetch my Soul
Up to thy bless'd Abode;
Fly, for my Spirit longs to see
My Saviour and my God. Languages: English
The beatifick Sight of Christ
Spiritual and eternal joy; or the beatific sight of Christ
Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books #II.LXXV (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: From thee, my God, my joys shall rise Lyrics: 1 From thee, my God, my joys shall rise,
And run eternal rounds,
Beyond the limits of the skies,
And all created bounds.
2 The holy triumphs of my soul
Shall death itself out-brave;
Leave dull mortality behind,
And fly beyond the grave.
3 There, where my blessed Jesus reigns
In heav'n's unmeasur'd space,
I'll spend a long eternity
In pleasure and in praise.
4 Millions of years my wond'ring eyes
Shall o'er thy beauties rove,
And endless ages I'll adore
The glories of thy love.
5 [Sweet Jesus! ev'ry smile of thine
Shall fresh endearments bring;
And thousand tastes of new delight
From all thy graces spring.
6 Haste, my Beloved, fetch my soul
Up to thy bless'd abode;
Fly, for my Spirit longs to see
My Saviour and my God.] Languages: English
Spiritual and eternal joy; or the beatific sight of Christ
The beatifick Sight of Christ
Hymnal: The Psalms Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithfully translated into English Metre #XLIV (1773) First Line: From Thee, my God, my Joys shall rise Lyrics: 1 From Thee, my God, my Joys shall rise,
and run eternal Rounds,
Beyond the Limits of the Skies,
and all created Bounds.
The holy Triumphs of my Soul
shall Death itself out brave,
Leave dull Mortality behind,
and fly beyond the Grave.
2 There where my blessed Jesus reigns,
in Heav'n's unmeasur'd Space,
I'll spend a long Eternity
in Pleasure and in Praise.
Millions of Years my wond'ring Eyes
shall o'er thy Beauties rove,
And endless Ages I'll adore,
the Glories of thy Love.
3 Sweet Jesus, ev'ry Smile of thine
shall fresh Endearments bring;
And thousand Tastes of new Delight
from all thy Graces spring.
Haste, my Beloved, fetch my Soul
up to thy bless'd Abode;
Fly, for my Spirit longs to see
my Saviour and my God. Languages: English
The beatifick Sight of Christ
Rapture
Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #LXXX (1790) First Line: From thee, my God, my joys shall rise Lyrics: 1 From thee, my God, my joys shall rise
And run eternal rounds,
Beyond the limits of the skies,
And all created bounds.
2 The holy triumphs of my soul
Shall death itself outbrave,
Leave dull mortality behind,
And fly beyond the grave.
3 There where my blessed Jesus reigns,
In Heaven's unmeasur'd space,
I'll spend a long eternity
In pleasure and in praise.
4 Millions of years my wondering eyes
Shall o'er thy beauties rove,
And endless ages I'll adore
The glories of thy love.
5 Sweet Jesus every smile of thine
Shall fresh endearments bring;
And thousand tastes of new delights,
From all thy graces spring.
Topics: After Sermon Languages: English
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