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There's a Friend for little children
Author: Albert Midlane, 1825-1909 Meter: 8.6.7.6.7.6.7.6 Appears in 246 hymnals Topics: Hymns for the Young The Heavenly Home Used With Tune: IN MEMORIAM
There's a Friend for little children
A crown of glory bright
Author: Phoebe Cary Meter: 6.4.6.4 Appears in 69 hymnals Topics: Hymns for the Young The Heavenly Home Used With Tune: NAIN
A crown of glory bright
Hark! hark, my soul! Angelic songs are swellilng
Author: Frederick W. Faber Meter: 11.10.11.10.9.11 Appears in 604 hymnals Topics: The Last Things The Heavenly Home; The Last Things The Heavenly Home Lyrics: 1 Hark! hark, my soul! Angelic songs are swelling
O’er earth’s green fields, and ocean’s wave-beat shore:
How sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling
Of that new life when sin shall be no more.
Angels of Jesus, Angels of light,
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night.
2 Onward we go, for still we hear them singing,
'Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you come;'
And through the dark, its echoes sweetly ringing,
The music of the gospel leads us home.
Angels of Jesus, Angels of light,
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night.
3 Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing,
The voice of Jesus sounds o’er land and sea,
And laden souls, by thousands meekly stealing,
Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to Thee.
Angels of Jesus, Angels of light,
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night.
4 Rest comes at length: though life be long and dreary,
The day must dawn, and darksome night be past;
Faith’s journeys end in welcome to the weary,
And heaven, the heart’s true home, will come at last.
Angels of Jesus, Angels of light,
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night.
5 Angels, sing on! your faithful watches keeping;
Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above;
Till morning’s joy shall end the night of weeping,
And life’s long shadows break in cloudless love.
Angels of Jesus, Angels of light,
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night. Used With Tune: [Hark! hark, my soul! Angelic songs are swelling]
Hark! hark, my soul! Angelic songs are swellilng
Singing 'Glory, glory'
Author: Anne Shepherd, 1809-1857 Appears in 457 hymnals Topics: Hymns for the Young The Heavenly Home First Line: Around the throne of God in heaven Used With Tune: GLORY
Singing 'Glory, glory'
Jerusalem the golden
Author: Bernard of Cluny Appears in 911 hymnals Topics: The Last Things The Heavenly Home; The Last Things The Heavenly Home Lyrics: 1 Jerusalem the golden,
With milk anthyyour contemplation
Sink heart and voice opprest,
I know not, O I know not,
What joys await us there;
What radiancy of glory,
What bliss beyond compare.
2 They stand, those halls of Zion,
All jubilant with song,
And bright with many an angel,
And all the martyr throng;
The Prince is ever in them,
The daylight is serene,
The pastures of the blessed
Are decked in glorious sheen.
3 There is the throne of David;
And there, from care released,
The song of them that triumph,
The shout of them that feast;
And they who with their leader
Have conquered in the fight,
For ever and for ever
Are clad in robes of white.
4 O sweet and blessed country,
The home of God's elect!
O sweet and blessed country
That eager hearts expect!
Jesus, in mercy bring us
To that dear land of rest;
Who art, with God the Father
And Spirit, ever blest. Used With Tune: [Jerusalem the golden]
Jerusalem the golden
There is a blessed home
Author: Sir Henry W. Baker Appears in 191 hymnals Topics: The Last Things The Heavenly Home; The Last Things The Heavenly Home Lyrics: 1 There is a blessed home
Beyond this land of woe,
Where trials never come,
Nor tears of sorrow flow;
Where faith is lost in sight,
And patient hope is crowned,
And everlasting light
Its glory throws around.
2 There is a land of peace,
Good angels know it well:
Glad songs that never cease
Within its portals swell;
Around its glorious throne
Ten thousand saints adore
Christ, with the Father One,
And Spirit, evermore.
3 O joy all joys beyond,
To see the Lamb who died,
And count each sacred wound
In hands, and feet, and side;
To give to Him the praise
Of every triumph won,
And sing through endless days
The great things He hath done!
4 Look up, ye saints of God,
Nor fear to tread below
The path your Savior trod
Of daily toil and woe;
Wait but a little while
In uncomplaining love,
His own most gracious smile
Shall welcome you above. Used With Tune: [There is a blessed home]
There is a blessed home
There is a happy land
Author: Andrew Young Meter: 6.4.6.4.6.5.6.4 Appears in 601 hymnals Topics: Hymns for the Young The Heavenly Home Used With Tune: HAPPY LAND
There is a happy land
Like the stars of the morning
Author: W. O. Cushing Meter: 8.6.8.5 with refrain Appears in 402 hymnals Topics: Hymns for the Young The Heavenly Home First Line: When He cometh, when He cometh Scripture: Malachi 3:17 Used With Tune: JEWELS
Like the stars of the morning
'For ever with the Lord!'
Author: James Montgomery, 1771-1856 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Appears in 631 hymnals Topics: Hymns for the Young The Heavenly Home Used With Tune: MONTGOMERY
'For ever with the Lord!'
There is a land of pure delight
Author: I. Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1,402 hymnals Topics: The Last Things The Heavenly Home; The Last Things The Heavenly Home Lyrics: 1 There is a land of pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign;
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.
2 There everlasting spring abides,
And never-withering flowers:
Death, like a narrow sea, divides
This heavenly land from ours.
3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood,
Stand dressed in living green:
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
While Jordan rolled between.
4 But timorous mortals start and shrink
To cross this narrow sea,
And linger trembling on the brink,
And fear to launch away.
5 O could we make our doubts remove,
Those gloomy thoughts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love
With faith's illumined eyes:
6 Could we but climb where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o’er,
Not Jordan’s stream, nor death’s cold flood,
Should fright us from the shore. Used With Tune: [There is a land of pure delight]
There is a land of pure delight
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