Laudes Domini ‎#329

329. Our salvation near

1 Your harps, ye trembling saints,
Down from the willows take:
Loud to the praise of love divine
Bid every string awake.

2 Though in a foreign land,
We are not far from home;
And nearer to our house above
We every moment come.

3 His grace will to the end
Stronger and brighter shine;
Nor present things, nor things to come,
Shall quench the spark divine.

4 When we in darkness walk,
Nor feel the heavenly flame,
Then is the time to trust our God,
And rest upon his name.

5 Soon shall our doubts and fears
Subside at his control;
His loving-kindness shall break through
The midnight of the soul.

6 Blest is the man, O God,
Who stays himself on thee;
Who waits for thy salvation, Lord,
Shall thy salvation see.

Text Information

• First Line: Your harps, ye trembling saints
• Title: Our salvation near
• Author: A. M. Toplady
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1890
• Topic: Christian Experience; Christians: Encouragements; Courage; Encouragements; Hope: Under Despondency; Loving-Kindness

Tune Information

• Name: ALEXANDER
• Composer: Charles Zeuner
• Meter: S. M.
• Key: B♭ Major