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"For ever with the Lord!"
Amen! so let it be!
Life from the dead is in that word,
'Tis immortality!
Here in the body pent,
Absent from him I roam,
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent
A day's march nearer home.
My Father's house on high,
Home of my soul! how near,
At times, to faith's aspiring eye,
Thy golden gates appear!
Ah! then my spirit faints
To reach the land I love,
The bright inheritance of saints,
Jerusalem above!
"For ever with the Lord!"
Father, if 'tis thy will,
The promise of thou gracious word
Even here to me fulfil.
Be thou at my right hand,
So shall I never fail;
Uphold thou me, and I shall stand,
Help, and I shall prevail.
So when my latest breath
Shall rend the veil in twain,
By death I shall escape from death,
And life eternal gain.
Knowing as I am known,
How shall I love that word,
And oft repeat before the throne,
"For ever with the Lord!"
And though there intervene
Rough roads and stormy skies,
Faith will not suffer ought to screen
Thy glory from our eyes.
There shall all clouds depart,
The wilderness shall cease,
And sweetly shall each gladdened heart
Enjoy eternal peace.
"For ever with the Lord!"
Amen! so let it be!
Life from the dead is in that word,
'Tis immortality!
---Alternative verses---
Our Father's house on high,
Home of our souls, how near
E'en now to faith's transpiercing eye
Thy gates of pearl appear!
My Father's house on high,
Home of my soul! how near,
At times, to faith's foreseeing eye,
Thy golden gates appear!
The thirsty spirit faints
To reach the home we love;
The bright inheritance of saints,
Jerusalem above.
My thirsty spirit faints
To reach the land I love,
The bright inheritance of saints,
Jerusalem above!
Here we are being spent,
As pilgrims here we roam,
Yet nightly pitch our moving tent
A day's march nearer home.
"Forever with the Lord!"
Father, thy blessed will
We're learning daily through thy Word
And seeking to fulfil.
"For ever with the Lord!"
Father, if 'tis thy will,
The promise of that faithful word
Even here to me fulfil.
Be thou at my right hand,
Then can I never fail;
Uphold thou me, and I shall stand,
Fight, and I must prevail.
And when our latest breath
Shall rend the veil in twain,
Through merit of our Saviour's death
We hope this bliss to gain.
With thee the promised throne
Then evermore to share,
We'll gladly make thy glory known,
Thy praises everywhere.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Dates:
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1835
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Bible Refs:
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Jn 17:3; 1 Th 4:17;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1889 | # 944 | | 1965 | # 428 | | 1962 | # 609 | | 1919 | # 570 | | 1960 | # 578 | | 1920 | # 556 | | 1996 | # 552 | | 1899 | # 631 | | 1890 | # 247 | | 1904 | # 621 | | 1950 | # 346 | | 1922 | # 231 | | 1881 | # 161 | | 1964 | # 504 | | 1954 | # 658 | | 1925 | # 112 | | 1931 | # 195 | | 1908 | # 455 | | 1938 | # 622 | | 1917 | # 352 | | 1906 | # 391 | | 1903 | # 337 | | 1916 | # 516 | | 1866 | # 1237 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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WOODBURY (NEARER HOME)
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 D (D.S.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1852,1874
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 609 | A | | # 272 | A | | # 231 | A | | # 255 | Ab | | # 504 | Ab | | # 917 | Ab | | # 658 | Ab | | # 48 | Ab | | # 105 | Ab | | # 631 | Ab | | # 655 | Ab |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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Name
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meter
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| 6 6 8 6 D (D.S.M.) | | 6 6 8 6 D (D.S.M.) | | 6 6 8 6 (S.M.) | | 6 6 8 6 (S.M.) | | 6 6 8 6 D (D.S.M.) | | 6 6 8 6 D (D.S.M.) | | 6 6 8 6 (S.M.) | | 6 6 8 6 (S.M.) |
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