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Hymn #585: My Christian Friends, In Bonds Of Love

Hymn #584 Hymn #586

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585 (L.M.) John Blain

My Christian friends, in bonds of love,

Whose hearts in sweetest union join,

Your friendship's like a drawing band,

Yet we must take the parting hand.

Your comp'ny's sweet, your union dear,

Your words delightful to my ear,

Yet when I see that we must part,

You draw like cords around my heart.

How sweet the hours have passed away,

Since we have met to sing and pray;

How loath we are to leave the place

Where Jesus shows His smiling face.

Oh, could I stay with friends so kind,

How would it cheer my drooping mind!

But duty makes me understand,

That we must take the parting hand,

And since it is God's holy will,

We must be parted for a while,

In sweet submission, all as one,

We'll say, "Our Father's will be done."

My youthful friends, in Christian ties,

Who seek for mansions in the skies,

Fight on to gain that happy shore

Where parting will be known no more.

How oft I've seen your flowing tears,

And heard you tell your hopes and fears!

Your hearts with love were seen to flame,

Which makes me hope we'll meet again.

Ye mourning souls, lift up your eyes

To glorious mansions in the skies;

Oh, trust His grace; in that bright land

We'll no more take the parting hand.

And now, my friends, both old and young,

I hope in Christ you'll still go on,

And if on earth we meet no more,

Oh, may we meet on Canaan's shore!

I hope you'll all remember me

If you on earth no more I see;

An int'rest in your pray'rs I crave,

That we may meet beyond the grave.

O glorious day! O blessèd thought!

My soul leaps forward at the hope

That in that happy, happy land,

We'll no more take the parting hand;

That with our blessèd, holy Lord,

We'll shout and sing with one accord;

That we may all with Jesus dwell —

So, loving Christians, fare you well.

Hymn #584 Hymn #586