Christ in Song ‎#938

938. Patience Bids Us Wait

1. The glories of that heav'nly land
I've ofttimes felt before;
But what I feel is just a taste,
And makes me long for more,
And makes me long for more.

2. Had I the pinious of a dove,
I'd fly and be at rest;
Then would I go to Christ, my love,
And dwell among the blest,
And dwell among the blest.

3. But Patience bids us wait awhile!
The crown's for them that fight;
The prize for those that win the race
By faith, and not by sight,
By faith, and not by sight.

Text Information

• First Line: The glories of that heav'nly land
• Title: Patience Bids Us Wait
• Author: Anon.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1908
• Topic: The Home Eternal: Nearing Home

Tune Information

• Name: CHOPIN
• Composer: I. B. Woodbury
• Meter: C. M.
• Key: A♭ Major