Old-Line Primitive Baptist Hymn and Tune Book

135 (L.M.) John Bowring

How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound

From lips of gentleness and grace,

When list'ning thousands gathered 'round,

And joy and rev'rence filled the place.

From heav'n He came, of heav'n He spoke,

To heav'n He led his followers' way;

Dark clouds of gloomy night He broke,

Unveiling an immortal day.

"Come wand'rers, to my Father's home,

Come, all ye weary ones, and rest!"

Yes, sacred Teacher, we will come,

Obey Thee, love Thee, and be blest.