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Sweet place sweet place alone




Sweet place; sweet place alone!
The court of God most high,
The heaven of heavens, the throne
Of spotless majesty!

O happy place!
When shall I be, my God, with Thee,
To see Thy face?



The stranger homeward bends,
And sigheth for his rest:
Heaven is my home, my friends
Lodge there in Abrahamís breast.

O happy place!
When shall I be, my God, with Thee,
To see Thy face?



Earthís but a sorry tent,
Pitched but a few frail days,
A short leased tenement;
Heavenís still my song, my praise.

O happy place!
When shall I be, my God, with Thee,
To see Thy face?



No tears from any eyes
Drop in that holy choir:
But death itself there dies,
And sighs themselves expire.

O happy place!
When shall I be, my God, with Thee,
To see Thy face?



There should temptations cease,
My frailties there should end.
There should I rest in peace
In the arms of my best friend.

O happy place!
When shall I be, my God, with Thee,
To see Thy face?



Jerusalem on high
My song and city is,
My home wheneíer I die,
The center of my bliss.

O happy place!
When shall I be, my God, with Thee,
To see Thy face?



Thy walls, sweet city! thine
With pearls are garnished,
Thy gates with praises shine,
Thy streets with gold are spread.

O happy place!
When shall I be, my God, with Thee,
To see Thy face?



No sun by day shines there,
No moon by silent night.
O no! these needless are;
The Lambís the cityís light.

O happy place!
When shall I be, my God, with Thee,
To see Thy face?



There dwells my Lord, my King,
Judged here unfit to live;
There angels to Him sing,
And lowly homage give.

O happy place!
When shall I be, my God, with Thee,
To see Thy face?



The patriarchs of old
There from their travels cease:
The prophets there behold
Their longed for Prince of peace.

O happy place!
When shall I be, my God, with Thee,
To see Thy face?



The Lambís apostles there
I might with joy behold:
The harpers I might hear
Harping on harps of gold.

O happy place!
When shall I be, my God, with Thee,
To see Thy face?



The bleeding martyrs, they
Within those courts are found;
All clothed in pure array,
Their scars with glory crowned.

O happy place!
When shall I be, my God, with Thee,
To see Thy face?



Ah me! ah me! that I
In Kedarís tents here stay;
No place like this on high;
Thither, Lord! guide my way.

O happy place!
When shall I be, my God, with Thee,
To see Thy face?


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LYRICS
Meter: 6 6 6 6 and refrain
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1664
      Bible Refs: Ps 42:2;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1889# 942
      1954# 653
      1869# 316
      MUSIC
      Name: DARWALL'S 148TH
      Meter: 6 6 6 6 8 8
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1770
        SCORE PREVIEW
        score
        ALTERNATIVE TUNES
        Name meter
        6 6 6 6 8 8
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