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Hymn/Song Information

THE EVERLASTING SONG




Earth has engross'd my love too long!
'Tis time I lift mine eyes
Upward, dear Father, to thy throne,
And to my native skies.


There the blest man, my Saviour, sits:
The God! how bright he shines!
And scatters infinite delights
On all the happy minds.


Seraphs, with elevated strains.
Circle the throne around;
And move and charm the starry plains
With an immortal sound.


Jesus, the Lord, their harps employs:—
Jesus, my love, they sing!
Jesus, the life of all our joys.
Sounds sweet from ev'ry string.


Now let me mount and join their song,
And be an angel too;
My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongue,
Here's joyful work for you.


I would begin the music here,
And so my soul should rise;
Oh, for some heav'nly notes to bear
My passions to the skies.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates:
      Bible Refs:
      MUSIC
      Name: SAWLEY
      Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1860
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        Name meter
        8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
        8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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