Old-Line Primitive Baptist Hymn and Tune Book

Hymn #770: Come, Lord, And Help Us To Rejoice

Hymn #769 Hymn #771


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770 (C.P.M.) Chapel

Come, Lord, and help us to rejoice

In hope that we shall hear Thy voice —

Shall one day see our God;

Shall cease from all our painful strife,

Handle and taste the word of life,

And feel the sprinkled blood.

Let us not always make our moan,

Nor worship Thee a God unknown,

But let us live to prove

Thy people's rest Thy saints' delight —

The length and breadth, the depth and height

Of Thy redeeming love.

Rejoicing now in earnest hope,

We stand, and from the mountaintop

See all the land below:

Rivers of milk and honey rise,

And all the fruits of Paradise

In endless plenty grow.

A land of corn, and wine, and oil,

Favored with God's peculiar smile,

With ev'ry blessing blest —

There dwells the Lord our Righteousness,

And keeps His own in perfect peace

And everlasting rest.

Oh, when shall we at once go up!

Nor in this desert longer stop,

But that bright world possess?

When shall we end our ling'ring years,

Our sorrows, sins, and doubts and fears

A howling wilderness?

O dearest Jesus, bring us in;

Display Thy grace — forgive our sin,

Our unbelief remove.

The heav'nly country, Lord, divide,

And Oh! with all the sanctified

Give us the lot of love!

Hymn #769 Hymn #771