Heaven in Song: Comprising the Gems of All Ages on the Better Land

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His throne and temple
27
The voiceful land C H A BULKLEY
32
Lifes questions HENRY ALFord
38
Soon and forever J S MONSELL
46
shall be satisfied From the Congregationalist
52
Dies Illa Dies Vitæ Hymn of the 12th Century
58
The land beyond the sea F W FABER
64
The everlasting rest THOMAS H GILL
72
My guess of Heaven THOMAS KEN
79
Martyrs song CHRISTINA G ROSSETTI
85
What shall we be? ANONYMOUS
91
Things unseen and unheard GILES FLETCHER
98
A home in Heaven WILLIAM HUNTER ΙΟΙ
101
Reminders of Heaven ANONYMOUS
108
Hastening home JOHN BURTON
114
Joyful haste WILLIAM HUNTER
121
Heavenly Canaan ISAAC WATTS
127
Wreck of the universe MATHER BYLES
133
The other side ANONYMOUS
138
The great city of God T BUCHANAN READ
145
The beautiful city Zion the free
149
There is no more sea FYSH
156
The unknown country DINAH M MULOCK CRAIK
162
The holy church invisible Lyra Apostolica
167
Paradise must fairer be From the German
173
Winter bramingsummer flaming Latin Hymn
179
AUTHOR
182
O mother dear Jerusalem DAVID DICKSON
185
The gates of gold GERARD MOULTRIE
194
The celestial country BERNARD of Clugny
200
The better country BERNARD of Clugny
214
Oh Paradise must show more fair FRIEDRICK RUCKERT
221
The centre of my bliss SAMUEL CROSSMAN
228
Lights abode celestial Salem
235
In the Fount of life perennial PETER DAMIANI
239
Will it no pleasure be? From the German
249
Bathed in unfallen sunlight HORATIUS BONAR
255
When we reach a quiet dwelling From the Changed Cross
260
A beautiful land by the spoiler
266
In seeing Him they find repose DANTE
272
INHABITANTS OF HEAVEN
279
Suffer them to come to me Lyra Anglicana
285
shall with my Jesus be J FRANCK
292
Heaven grows dearer day by day ANONYMOUS
299
Find room dear Lord for me THOMAS H GILL
305
Open ye the gates for the battle hath
309
Whence came that multitude? MARIANNE FARNINGHAM
315
Bright glory resting on Thy brow
324
Clad in garments radiant white ARCHIBALD EDMONSTONE
328
My Saviour whom absent I love WILLIAM Cowper
334
Our everlasting portion THOMAS H GILL
340
They are not lost but gone before
346
Ye golden lamps farewell PHILIP DODdridge
402
Those endless sabbaths spent From Lyra Eucharistica
405
Let me haste to join thy bliss HORATIUS BONAR
414
Rest for the toiling hand HORATIUS BONAR
420
The golden street WILLIAM O STODDARD
426
Clear fount of light my native land FRANCESCO DE ALDANA
432
Me to Zion take in pity From the Latin
438
O take me to His feet From the Presbyterian
445
The beauty of my native land From the Latin
452
O were I there Mrs FRELINGHAUSEN
458
My soul dont delay He calls thee
464
Lead us to Thy home F T PALGRAVE
470
Come let us join our friends above CHARLES WESLEY
476
World farewell of thee Im tired From the German
483
long to behold Him arrayed CHARLES WESLEY
489
Mrs ANNE Steele
490
Thy presence beams eternal day Mrs ANNE Steele
491
O for the robes of whiteness CHARITIE LEES SMITH
496
O Christ how good and fair From the German
502
Let me go the day is breaking JAMES MONTGOMERY
508
stand upon the rivers verge From the N Y Observer
514
Where dost thou lie O land
520
Lord the waves are breaking oer
526
In the distance looms before me EDWIN GRIFF
533
Not now my child Dublin Tract Repository
537
One day nearer home ANONYMOUS
541
Ive been thinking of home
547
Near to the port ANONYMOUS
554
O angel of the land of peace Mrs C M SAWYER
560
O land unknown in thee alone SAMUEL W DUFFIELD
566
Day of the beautiful arise awake HORATIUS BONAR
572
am over Jordan ANONYMOUS
578
A city yet to come HORATIUS BONAR
584
No shadows yonder HORATIUS BONAR
588
Christ let me come to thee
595
The home sickness HORATIUS Bonar
600
A few more years shall roll HORATIUS BONAR
606
Wandering down lifes path HORATIUS BONAR
612
THE WAY TO HEAVEN
619
Pilgrims on the day is dawning ANONYMOUS
625
Shall we gather at the river?
631
Oercome and reign with me THOMAS H GILL
656
Is this the way my Father?
686
Through death to life HARBAUGH
692
In some hour of solemn jubilee S T COLERIDGE
698
On this side Sions hill
704
That beautiful world
710
Bishop MANT
712
The land to which Im going
717
View of Heaven E H BICKERSTETH
723
Employment in Heaven E H BICKERSTETH
729
Bishop
740

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الصفحة 440 - RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings^ Thy better portion trace; Rise from transitory things, Towards heaven thy native place : Sun and moon and stars decay ; Time shall soon this earth remove : Rise, my soul, and haste away, To seats prepared above.
الصفحة 245 - GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God ! He whose word cannot be broken, Formed thee for his own abode : On the Rock of Ages founded — What can shake thy sure repose? With salvation's walls surrounded, Thou may'st smile at all thy foes.
الصفحة 428 - Where loyal hearts and true Stand ever in the light, All rapture through and through, In God's most holy sight.
الصفحة 336 - No sooner had the Almighty ceased, but all The multitude of angels, with a shout Loud as from numbers without number, sweet As from blest voices, uttering joy...
الصفحة 124 - Jerusalem, my happy home, My soul still pants for thee ; Then shall my labours have an end, When I thy joys shall see.
الصفحة 646 - I dare not choose my lot; I would not, if I might: Choose Thou for me, my God, So shall I walk aright.
الصفحة 140 - He by Himself hath sworn, I on His oath depend ; I shall, on eagles' wings up-borne, To heaven ascend : I shall behold His face, I shall His power adore, And sing the wonders of His grace For evermore.
الصفحة 325 - And they sing the song of Moses the servant of God, and the song of the Lamb, saying, Great and marvellous are thy works, Lord God Almighty; just and true are thy ways, thou King of saints.
الصفحة xvii - HEAR what God, the Lord, hath spoken : O my people, faint and few, Comfortless, afflicted, broken, Fair abodes I build for you : Scenes of heartfelt tribulation Shall no more perplex your ways ; You shall name your walls salvation, And your gates shall all be praise.
الصفحة 285 - There's one with ringlets of sunny gold, And eyes, the reflection of heaven's own blue; He crossed in the twilight gray and cold, And the pale mist hid him from mortal view. We saw not the angels who met him there; The gates of the city we could not see: Over the river, over the river, My brother stands waiting to welcome me!

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