Text: | Come, Come, Sweet Death |
Tune: | YEARNING FOR HOME |
1 Come, come, sweet death, Which leads to God,
And brings us to our blessed Saviour.
In that blest place where face to face
The ransomed host sings to God's praise and favor.
2 Hence vanity, e'en world and time,
My heart longs for its home in heaven.
Here tears oppress, but all distress
Shall change to joy when His reward is given.
3 Thy holiness that pure white dress
Is there Thy host with grace adorning.
Our thanks and praise to God we'll raise,
With joyful songs of gratitude resounding.
4 Come, come, sweet death, us from distress
From cross and sorrow to deliver.
Eternity where we shall be
United with eternal joys forever.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Come, come, sweet death, Which leads to God |
Title: | Come, Come, Sweet Death |
Meter: | 8.9.8.11. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1972 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Book Four: Occasional Selections, Gospel Songs and Hymns; Heaven: Desire, Hope, Prospect for |
Source: | Zion's Harp |
Notes: | For I am now ready to be offered, and the time of my departure is at hand. II Tim. 4:6. |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | YEARNING FOR HOME |
Meter: | 8.9.8.11. |
Incipit: | 53212 34223 45235 |
Key: | F Major |
Source: | Zion's Harp |
Notes: | M.M. 58 |