Text: | Let saints below in concert sing |
Author: | C. Wesley |
1 Let saints below in concert sing
With those to glory gone;
For all the servants of our King
In earth and heaven are one.
2 One family--we dwell with him--
One church above, beneath,
Though now divided by the stream,
The narrow stream of death:
3 One army of the living God,
To his command we bow;
Part of the host have crossed the flood,
And part are crossing now.
4 E'en now to their eternal home
Some happy spirits fly;
And we are to the margin come,
And soon expect to die.
5 E'en now, by faith, we join our hands
With those that went before,
And greet the ransomed blessed bands
Upon th' eternal shore.
6 Lord Jesus! be our constant guide;
And, when the word is given,
Bid death's cold flood its waves divide,
And land us safe in heaven.
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First Line: | Let saints below in concert sing |
Author: | C. Wesley |
Meter: | C. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Scripture: | ; ; ; ; ; ; ; ; ; |
Topic: | The Christian Church: Fellowship; Our Family of God |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |