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Jerusalem, the glorious

Author: John M. Neale Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #999 (1886) Topics: Reward of Saints; Reward of Saints; Reward of Saints Lyrics: 1 Jerusalem the glorious, The glory of the elect, O dear and future vision That eager hearts expect! E'en now by faith I see thee, E'en here thy walls discern; To thee my thoughts are kindled, And strive and pant and yearn. 2 Jerusalem the golden, Thou hope of saints below, In thee is all my glory, In me is all my woe; Jerusalem! exulting On that securest shore, I hope thee, wish thee, sing thee, And love thee evermore. 3 O sweet and blessed country! Shall I e'er see thy face? O sweet and blessed country! Shall I e'er win thy grace? Exult, O dust and ashes! The Lord shall be thy part; His only, his forever, Thou shalt be and thou art. Tune Title: EWING
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Eye hath not seen, ear hath not heard

Author: Anon. Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #990 (1886) Topics: Reward of Saints; Reward of Saints Lyrics: 1 Eye hath not seen, ear hath not heard, Nor sense nor reason known What joys the Father hath prepared For those that love his Son: But the good Spirit of the Lord Reveals a heaven to come; The beams of glory in his word Allure and guide us home. 2 Pure is the land the saints espy, And all the region peace; No wanton lips nor envious eye Can see or taste the bliss. Those holy gates forever bar Pollution, sin, and shame; None shall obtain admittance there But followers of the Lamb. Tune Title: VARINA
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There is a happy land

Author: Anon. Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #1000 (1886) Topics: Reward of Saints Lyrics: 1 There is a happy land, Far, far away, Where saints in glory stand, Bright, bright as day. O! how they sweetly sing, "Worthy is our Saviour King;" Loud let his praises ring, Praise, praise for aye. 2 Come to that happy land, Come, come away; Why will ye doubting stand? Why still delay? O! we shall happy be, From all sin and sorrow free; Lord, we shall live with thee, Blest, blest for aye. 3 Bright in that happy land Beams every eye; Kept by a Father's hand, Love cannot die; Then shall thy kingdom come, Saints shall have a glorious home; And, brighter than the sun, Reign, reign for aye. Tune Title: WORLD TO COME
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Then sing of the beautiful hills

Author: J. G. C. Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #1366 (1886) Topics: Bible Songs Reward of Saints First Line: O the beautiful hills where the saints will rest Lyrics: 1 O the beautiful hills where the saints will rest, When the Lord has made all things new; Where we shall forget, in the smile of God, The toils we have journeyed through, We have seen those hills in their brightness rise By the eye of faith below, And we've felt the thrill of immortal eyes In the night of our darkest woe. Chorus: The sing of the beautiful hills, That rise from the ever green shore; O sing of the beautiful hills, When the weary shall toil no more. 2 The cities of yore that were reared in crime, And renowned by the praise of seers, Went down in the tramp of old King Time, To sleep with his grey-haired years; But the beautiful hills rise bright and strong Thro' the smoke of old Time's red wars, As on that day when the first deep song Rolled up from the morning stars. [Chorus] 3 We dream of rest on the beautiful hills, Where the trav'ler shall thirst no more; And we hear the hum of a thousand rills That wander the green glens o'er. We'll grasp the hands of the martyred ones, Who have braved the world's rude strife, And shout with them o'er the vict'ry gained, And the crown of immortal life. [Chorus] 4 Our arms are weak, yet we would not fling To our feet this load of ours; The winds of spring to the valleys sing, And the turf replies with flowers, And thus we learn on our wintry way That our Father rules as he wills; And the breath of God on our souls shall play Till we reach those radiant hills. [Chorus] Scripture: Psalm 24:3 Tune Title: THE BEAUTIFUL HILLS
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There is a world to come

Author: Anon. Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #1001 (1886) Topics: Reward of Saints Lyrics: 1 There is a world to come, Blessed and pure; It is the Christian's home, Long to endure. O 'tis a world most bright, No more death, nor woe, nor night, Faith views it with delight, Knowing 'tis sure. 2 There Jesus Christ shall reign, All glorious King! There music's rapturous strain Ever will ring: Saints, who in ages by, Suffered, and were called to die, There in sweet harmony, Anthems will sing. 3 O, 'twill be paradise, Eden restored; All beauteous in their eyes Who love the word: Wastes, that are now so drear, Like the rose shall blossom there, And be a garden fair, As saith the Lord. 4 There life's unfading tree Will bloom most fair, And immortality Its leaves shall bear; While a pure stream will flow, And a joy no mortals know Will to each soul bestow Who enters there. 5 O, that bright world to come! Tongue cannot tell How blessed is the home Where saints will dwell; Turn then from sin away, And the word of God obey, Then at the last great day, All will be well. Tune Title: WORLD TO COME
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Lo! round the throne, a glorious band

Author: Mary L. Duncan Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #974 (1886) Topics: Reward of Saints Lyrics: 1 Lo! round the throne, a glorious band, The saints in countless myriads stand; Of every tongue redeemed to God, Arrayed in garments washed in blood. 2 Through tribulation great they came; They bore the cross, despised the shame; But now from all their labors rest In God's eternal glory blest. 3 They see the Saviour face to face; They sing the triumph of his grace; And day and night, with ceaseless praise, To him their loud hosannas raise. 4 O may we tread the sacred road That holy saints and martyrs trod, Wage to the end the glorious strife, And win, like them, a crown of life! Tune Title: ANVERN
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I think of a home in the kingdom of rest

Author: Mrs. M. T. Haughey Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #1351 (1886) Topics: Bible Songs Reward of Saints Lyrics: 1 I think of a home in the kingdom of rest, Where the loved of the Lord will abide; 'Tis a home which the glory of God doth illume, And nothing of ill can betide. There sorrow and tears are forever unknown, And joys never ending find room; There the brow wears the impress of heavenly peace, And the cheek immortality's bloom. 2 O kingdom of rest! would we taste of thy bliss, And share in the promised reward, We must carefully lift ev'ry cross that appears, And joyfully follow our Lord. Tho' the road lead thro' toiling and suffering here, We must drink of the cup that is giv'n; Through much tribulation his chosen must pass, If they enter the kingdom of heav'n. Scripture: Revelation 21:1 Tune Title: KINGDOM OF REST
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We have heard from the bright, the holy land

Author: W. H. Hyde Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #1010 (1886) Topics: Reward of Saints Lyrics: 1 We have heard from the bright, the holy land, We have heard and our hearts are glad; For we were a lonely pilgrim band, And weary, and worn, and sad. They tell us the saints have a dwelling there; No longer are homeless ones; And we know that the goodly land is fair, Where life's pure river runs. 2 They say green fields are waving there, That never a blight shall know; And the deserts wild are blooming fair, And the roses of Sharon grow. There are lovely birds in the bowers green, Their songs are blithe and sweet; And their warblings, gushing ever new, The angels' harpings greet. 3 We have heard of the palms, the robes, the crowns, And the silvery band in white; Of the city fair, with pearly gates, All radiant with light. We have heard of the angels there, and saints, With their harps of gold, how they sing: Of the mount, with the fruitful tree of life, Of the leaves that healing bring. 4 The King of that country, he is fair, He's the joy and light of the place; In his beauty we shall behold him there, And bask in his smiling face. We'll be there, we'll be there in a little while, We'll join the pure and the blest; We'll have the palm, the robe, the crown, And forever be at rest. Tune Title: WE HAVE HEARD
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Hail! happy day, hail! holy rest

Author: Anon. Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #1359 (1886) Topics: Bible Songs Reward of Saints First Line: I'm going home; the tidings come Lyrics: 1 I'm going home; the tidings come, And sweetly fall upon my ear; A little longer here I'll roam, And then my Saviour will appear. Chorus: Hail! happy day, hail! holy rest, Hail! angels, saints, and Saviour too; I'm going home, ye sighs and tears, I bid you now a long adieu. 2 I'm going home; this wilderness Growing brighter when my mind recalls The glorious mansions ready made, Within fair Zion's jasper walls. [Chorus] 3 I'm going home, and cold, pale death Has lot its terrors, since I know My long-lost friends shall meet me there, Where life's fair tree shall ever grow. [Chorus] 4 I'm going home, I'm going home, My heart leaps high while thus I sing; O happy day! it soon will come, And I shall see our glorious King. [Chorus] Scripture: Isaiah 51:11 Tune Title: GOING HOME
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The time is near when Zion's sons

Author: R. F. Cottrell Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #973 (1886) Topics: Reward of Saints Lyrics: 1 The time is near when Zion's sons, With rapturous joy shall sing the song Foretold by seers anointed ones: We have a city great and strong, We have a city great and strong. 2 Open, ye gates! The glorious King Approaches with a holy throng; Open, ye gates! Saints, angels, sing On golden harps the victor's song! 3 O righteous nation! enter in, That kept the law of truth below, Enter the place, all free from sin, Where life's pure waters gently flow. 4 Within these walls shall they remain, Who trusted, mighty Lord! in thee: Death, their last enemy, is slain; They have a right to life's fair tree. Tune Title: ANVERN

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