1 Within the tented grove,
The followers of the Lamb
Are met to sing his love,
And glorify his name:
Believers, let your prayers ascend
To him who is the sinner's friend.
2 The Lord of hosts is here--
His banner floats on high,
He lends a listening ear
To catch the feeblest cry:
It will prevail; ye need not fear,
If uttered from a heart sincere.
3 Send every vain desire,
Each trifling thought, away:
And no unhallowed fire
Upon the altar lay;
Let holy zeal and humble love
In every Christian bosom move.
4 Oh, let the fervent prayer
Like incense sweetly rise,
And on its pinions bear
Our offering to the skies;
Through every bosom let it thrill,
And every heart with rapture fill.
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First Line: | Within the tented grove, The followers of the Lamb |
Author: | Anon. |
Meter: | H. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Topic: | Spiritual Songs; A Camp-Meeting Hymn |