Old-Line Primitive Baptist Hymn and Tune Book

Hymn #671: Now Let Our Souls, On Wings Sublime

Hymn #670 Hymn #672

Death, Resurrection, and Eternity

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671 (L.M.) Thomas Gibbons

Now let our souls, on wings sublime,

Rise from the vanities of time,

Draw back the parting veil, and see

The glories of eternity.

Born by a new celestial birth,

Why should we grovel here on earth?

Why grasp at transitory toys,

So near to heav'ns eternal joys?

Shall aught beguile us on the road

While we are walking back to God?

For strangers into life we come,

And dying is but going home.

Welcome, sweet hour of full discharge,

That sets our longing souls at large,

Unbinds our chains, breaks up our cell,

And gives us with our God to dwell.

To dwell with God, to feel his love,

Is the full heav'n enjoyed above;

And the sweet expectation now

Is the young dawn of heav'n below.

Hymn #670 Hymn #672