Text: | Long upon the mountains, weary |
Author: | Annie R. Smith |
Tune: | GREENVILLE |
Composer: | Jean Jacques Rousseau |
1 Long upon the mountains, weary;
Have the scattered flock been torn;
Dark the desert paths, and dreary;
Grievous trials have they borne.
Now the gathering call is sounding,
Solemn in its warning voice;
Union, faith, and love, abounding,
Bid the little flock rejoice.
2 Now the light of truth they're seeking,
In its onward track pursue;
All the ten commandments keeping,
They are holy, just, and true.
On the words of life they're feeding,
Precious to their taste, so sweet;
All their Master's precepts heeding,
Bowing humbly at his feet.
3 In that world of light and beauty,
In that golden city fair,
Soon its pearly gates they'll enter,
And of all its glories share.
There, divine the soul's expansions;
Free from sin, and death, and pain;
Tears will never dim those mansions
Where the saints immortal reign.
4 Soon He comes! with clouds descending;
All his saints, entombed, arise;
The redeemed, in anthems blending,
Shout their victory through the skies.
O, we long for thine appearing;
Come, O Saviour, quickly come!
Blessed hope! our spirits cheering,
Take my ransomed children home.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Long upon the mountains, weary |
Author: | Annie R. Smith |
Publication Date: | 1886 |
Topic: | Waiting for Christ: Closing Work |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | GREENVILLE |
Composer: | Jean Jacques Rousseau |
Meter: | 8s & 7s, D |
Key: | F Major or modal |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. Alternate tunes: #501, 503, or 412. |