1

I¡¯ve cast my heavy burdens down on

Canaan¡¯s happy shore

I¡¯m living where the healing waters flow

I¡¯ll wander in the wilderness of doubt and sin no more

I¡¯m living where the healing waters flow

Living on the shore, I¡¯m living on the shore

I¡¯m living where the healing waters flow

Living on the shore, I¡¯m living on the shore

I¡¯m living where the healing waters flow

2

With Israel¡¯s trusting children

I¡¯m rejoicing on my way

I¡¯m living where the healing waters flow

The cloudy fiery pillar is my guiding light today

I¡¯m living where the healing waters flow

Living on the shore, I¡¯m living on the shore

I¡¯m living where the healing waters flow

Living on the shore, I¡¯m living on the shore

I¡¯m living where the healing waters flow

3

My hung¡¯ring soul is satisfied with

Manna from above

I¡¯m living where the healing waters flow

No more I thirst, the rock I¡¯ve found

That fount of endless love

I¡¯m living where the healing waters flow

Living on the shore, I¡¯m living on the shore

I¡¯m living where the healing waters flow

Living on the shore, I¡¯m living on the shore

I¡¯m living where the healing waters flow

1

O, think of the home over there

By the side of the river of light,

Where the saints, all immortal and fair,

Are roded in their garments of white.

Over there, over there,

O think of the home over there,

Over there, over there, over there,

O think of the home over there.

2

O, think of the friends over there

Who before us the journey have trod,

Of the songs that they breathe on the air

In their home in the palace of God.

Over there, over there,

O think of the friends over there,

Over there, over there, over there,

O think of the friends over there.

3

My Savior is now over there,

There my kindred and friends are at rest,

Then away from my sorrow and care

Let me fly to the land of the blest.

Over there, over there,

My Savior is now over there,

Over there, over there, over there,

My Savior is now over there.

4

I'll soon be at home over there,

For the end of my journey I see

Many dear to my heart, over there

Are watching and waiting for me

Over there, over there,

I'll soon be at home over there,

Over there, over there, over there,

'll soon be at home over there.

1

When the toils of life are over

And we lay our armor down

And we bid farewell to earth with all its cares

We shall meet and greet our loved ones

And our Christ we then shall crown

In the new Jerusalem

There¡¯ll be singing, there¡¯ll be shouting

When the saints come marching home

In Jerusalem, in Jerusalem

Waving palms with loud hosannas

As the King shall take His throne

In the new Jerusalem

2

Though the way is sometimes lonely

He will hold me with His hand

Through the testings and the trials I must go

But I¡¯ll trust and gladly follow

For sometime I¡¯ll understand

In the new Jerusalem

There¡¯ll be singing, there¡¯ll be shouting

When the saints come marching home

In Jerusalem, in Jerusalem

Waving palms with loud hosannas

As the King shall take His throne

In the new Jerusalem

3

When the last goodbye is spoken

And the tear stains wiped away

And our eyes shall catch a glimpse of glory fair

Then with bounding hearts we¡¯ll meet Him

Who hath washed our sins away

In the new Jerusalem

There¡¯ll be singing, there¡¯ll be shouting

When the saints come marching home

In Jerusalem, in Jerusalem

Waving palms with loud hosannas

As the King shall take His throne

In the new Jerusalem

4

When we join the ransomed army

In the summer land above

And the face of our dear Savior we behold

We will sing and shout forever

And we¡¯ll grow in perfect love

In the new Jerusalem

There¡¯ll be singing, there¡¯ll be shouting

When the saints come marching home

In Jerusalem, in Jerusalem

Waving palms with loud hosannas

As the King shall take His throne

In the new Jerusalem

1

Face to face with Christ, my Saviour,

Face to face what will it be?

When with rapture, face to face I behold Him.

Face to face with Christ, my Saviour

with rapture I behold Him.

Face to face I shall see Him, who died for me.



Face to face I shall see Him

Far beyond the stary sky

Face to face in His glory

Face to face in all glory

Face to face I shall behold Him by and by.

2

Only faintly now I see Him

With the darkling veil between

But a blessed day is coming very soon,

When His glory shall be seen,

hallelujah, Face to face He

is coming, I shall see Him, who died for me.

3

What rejoicing in His presence,

When are banished grief and pain,

When the crooked ways are straightened at once,

And the dark things shall be plain,

hallelujah, when He will come.

Face to face I shall see Him, who died for me.

4

Face to face O blissful moment!

Face to face to see and know

Face to face with my Redeemer of my soul,

Jesus Christ who loves me so!

Hallelujah, I shall see Him,

Face to face I shall see Him, who died for me.

1

Jerusalem, my happy home!

Name ever dear to me

When shall my labors have an end

Thy joys when shall I see

Thy joys when shall I see

2

When shall these eyes thy heaven built walls

And pearly gates behold?

Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong

And streets of shining gold

And streets of shining gold

3

Apostles, martyrs, prophets there

Around my Savior stand

And soon my friends in Christ below

Will join the glorious band

Will join the glorious band

4

Jerusalem, my happy home!

My soul still pants for thee

Then shall my labors have an end

When I thy joys shall see

When I thy joys shall see

1

There's a land beyond the river,

That we call the sweet forever,

And we only reach that shore by faith's decree

One by one we'll gain the portals,

There to dwell with the immortals,

When they ring the golden bellls for you and me.

Don't you hear the bells now ringing

Don't you hear the angels singing

'Tis the glory hallelujah Jubilee.

In that faroff sweet forveer,

Just beyond the shining river,

When the ring the golden bells for you and me.

2

We shall know no sin or sorrow,

In that haven of tomorrow,

When our barque sail beyond the silver sea

We shall only know the blessing

Of our Father's sweet caressing,

When they ring the golden bells for you and me.

Don't you hear the bells now ringing

Don't you hear the angels singing

'Tis the glory hallelujah Jubilee.

In that faroff sweet forveer,

Just beyond the shining river,

When the ring the golden bells for you and me.

3

When our days shall know their number,

When in death we sweetly slumber,

When the King commands the spirit to be free

Nevermore with anguish laden,

We shall reach that lovely Aiden,

When they ring the golden bells for you and me.

Don't you hear the bells now ringing

Don't you hear the angels singing

'Tis the glory hallelujah Jubilee.

In that faroff sweet forveer,

Just beyond the shining river,

When the ring the golden bells for you and me.

1

Lord of the worlds above,

How Pleasant and how fair

The dwellings of Thy love,

Thine earthly temples, are!

To Thine abode my heart aspires,

With warm desires to see my God.

2

O happy souls that pray

Where God appoints to hear!

O happy man that pay

Their constant service there!

They praise Thee still and happy they

That love the way to Zion's hill.

3

They go from strength to strength,

Through this dark vale of tears,

Till each arrives at length,

Till each in heaven appears!

O glorious seat, when God, our King,

Shall thither bring our willing feet!

1

I've reached the land of corn and wine,

And all its riches freely mine

Here shines undimm'd one blissful day,

For all my night has passed away.

O Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land,

As on thy highest mount I stand,

I look away across the sea,

Where mansions are prepared for me.

And view the shining glory shore:

My heaven, my home forever more!

2

My Saviour comes and walks with me,

And sweet communion here have we

He gently leads me by His hand,

For this is heaven's border land.

O Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land,

As on thy highest mount I stand,

I look away across the sea,

Where mansions are prepared for me.

And view the shining glory shore:

My heaven, my home forever more!

3

A sweet perfume upon the breeze

Is borne from ever, vernal trees

And flowers that, never fading, grow

Where streams of life forever flow.

O Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land,

As on thy highest mount I stand,

I look away across the sea,

Where mansions are prepared for me.

And view the shining glory shore:

My heaven, my home forever more!

4

The zephyrs seem to float to me,

Sweet sounds of Heaven's melody,

As angels with the whiterobed throng

Join in the sweet Redemption song.

O Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land,

As on thy highest mount I stand,

I look away across the sea,

Where mansions are prepared for me.

And view the shining glory shore:

My heaven, my home forever more!

1

O Holy City, seen of John,

Where Christ, the Lamb, doth reign,

Within whose foursquare walls shall come

No night, nor need, nor pain,

And where the tears are wiped from eyes

That shall not weep again!

2

O shame to us who rest content

While lust and greed for gain

In street and shop and tenement

Wring gold from human pain,

And bitter lips in blind despair Cry,

"Christ hath died in vain!"

3

Give us, O God, the strength to build

The city that hath stood

Too long a dream, whose laws are love,

Whose ways are brotherhood,

And where the sun that shineth is God's

grace for human good.

4

Already in the mind of God

That city riseth fair

Lo how its splendor challenges

The souls that greatly dare,

Yea, bids us seize the whole of life

And build its glory there. Amen.

1

One sweetly solemn thought

Comes to me o'er and o'er

I'm nearer home today, today,

Than I have been before:

Nearer my home,

Nearer my home,

Nearer my home today, today,

Than I have been before.

2

Nearer my Father's house,

Where many mansions be

Nearer the great white throne today,

Nearer the crystal sea:

Nearer my home,

Nearer my home,

Nearer my home today, today,

Than I have been before.

3

Nearer the bound of life,

Where burdens are laid down

Nearer to leave the cross today,

And nearer to the crown.

Nearer my home,

Nearer my home,

Nearer my home today, today,

Than I have been before.

4

Be near me when my feet

Are slipping o'er the brink

For I am nearer home today,

Perhaps, than now I think.

Nearer my home,

Nearer my home,

Nearer my home today, today,

Than I have been before. Amen.

1

When my life work is ended

And I cross the swelling tide

When the bright and glorious morning I shall see

I shall know my Redeemer

When I reach the other side

And His smile will be the first to welcome me

I shall know Him, I shall know Him

And redeemed by His side I shall stand

I shall know Him, I shall know Him

By the print of the nails in His hand

2

Oh, the soul thrilling rapture

When I view His blessed face

And the luster of His kindly beaming eye

How my full heart will praise Him

For the mercy, love and grace

That prepare for me a mansion in the sky

I shall know Him, I shall know Him

And redeemed by His side I shall stand

I shall know Him, I shall know Him

By the print of the nails in His hand

3

Oh, the dear ones in glory

How they beckon me to come

And our parting at the river I recall

To the sweet vales of Eden

They will sing my welcome home

But I long to meet my Savior first of all

I shall know Him, I shall know Him

And redeemed by His side I shall stand

I shall know Him, I shall know Him

By the print of the nails in His hand

4

Through the gates to the city

In a robe of spotless white

He will lead me where no tears will ever fall

In the glad song of ages

I shall mingle with delight

But I long to meet my Savior first of all

I shall know Him, I shall know Him

And redeemed by His side I shall stand

I shall know Him, I shall know Him

By the print of the nails in His hand

1

I will sing you a song of that beautiful land,

The faraway home of the soul,

Where no storms ever beat on the glittering strand,

While the years of eternity roll,

While the years of eternity roll

Where no storms ever beat on the glittering strand,

While the years of eternity roll.

2

O that home of the soul! In my visions and dreams

Its bright, jasper Walls I can see

Till I fancy but thinly the veil intervenes

Between the fair city and me,

Between the fair city and me

Till I fancy but thinly the veil intervenes

Between the fair city and me.

3

That unchangeable home is for you and for me,

Where Jesus of Nazareth stands

The King of all kingdoms for ever is He,

And He holdeth our crowns in His hands,

And He holdeth our crowns in His hands

The King of all kingdoms for ever is He,

And He holdeth our crowns in His hands.

4

O how sweet it will be in that beauiful land,

So free from all sorrow, and pain,

With songs on our lips and with harps in our hands,

To meet one another again

To meet one another again

With songs on our lips and with harps in our hands,

To meet one another again. Amen.

1

We shall see the desert as the rose

Walking in the King's highway

There'll be singing where salvation goes

Walking in the King's highway

There's a highway there and away

Where sorrow shall flee away

And the light shines bright as the day

Walking in the King's highway

2

We shall see the glory of the Lord

Walking in the King's highway

And behold the beauty of His Word

Walking in the King's highway

There's a highway there and away

Where sorrow shall flee away

And the light shines bright as the day

Walking in the King's highway

3

There the rain shall come upon the ground

Walking in the King's highway

And the springs of water will be found

Walking in the King's highway

There's a highway there and away

Where sorrow shall flee away

And the light shines bright as the day

Walking in the King's highway

4

There no rav'nous beast shall make afraid

Walking in the King's highway

For the purified the way was made

Walking in the King's highway

There's a highway there and away

Where sorrow shall flee away

And the light shines bright as the day

Walking in the King's highway

5

No unclean thing shall pass o'er here

Walking in the King's highway

But the ransomed ones without a fear

Walking in the King's highway

There's a highway there and away

Where sorrow shall flee away

And the light shines bright as the day

Walking in the King's highway

1

There¡¯s a dear and precious Book,

Tho¡¯ it¡¯s worn and faded now,

Which recalls those happy days so long ago;

When I stood at mother¡¯s knee,

With her hand up-on my brow,

And I heard her voice in gentle tones and low.

Blessed Book precious Book

On thy dear old tearstained leaves I love to look

Thou art sweeter day by day,

As I walk the narrow way

That leads at last to that bright home above.

2

As she read the stories o'er,

Of those might-y men of old,

Of Joseph and of Daniel and their trials,

Of little David bold,

Who became a king at last

Of Satan with his many wicked wiles.

Blessed Book precious Book

On thy dear old tearstained leaves I love to look

Thou art sweeter day by day,

As I walk the narrow way

That leads at last to that bright home above.

3

Then she read of Jesus' love,

As He blest the children dear,

How He suffered, bled and died up-on the tree,

Of His heavy load of care,

Then she dried my flowing tears

With her kisses as she said it was for me.

Blessed Book precious Book

On thy dear old tearstained leaves I love to look

Thou art sweeter day by day,

As I walk the narrow way

That leads at last to that bright home above.

4

Well, those days are past and gone,

But their mem¡¯ry lingers still,

And the dear old Book each day has been my guide,

And I seek to do His will,

As my mother taught me then,

And ever in my heart His words abide.

Blessed Book precious Book

On thy dear old tearstained leaves I love to look

Thou art sweeter day by day,

As I walk the narrow way

That leads at last to that bright home above

1

Sing them over again to me

Wonderful words of life

Let me more of their beauty see

Wonderful words of life

Words of life and beauty

Teach me faith and duty

Beautiful words, wonderful words

Wonderful words of life

Beautiful words, wonderful words

Wonderful words of life

2

Christ, the blessed One, gives to all

Wonderful words of life

Sinner, list to the loving call

Wonderful words of life

All so freely given

Wooing us to heaven

Beautiful words, wonderful words

Wonderful words of life

Beautiful words, wonderful words

Wonderful words of life

3

Sweetly echo the Gospel call

Wonderful words of life

Offer pardon and peace to all

Wonderful words of life

Jesus, only Savior

Sanctify us forever

Beautiful words, wonderful words

Wonderful words of life

Beautiful words, wonderful words

Wonderful words of life

Amen

1

Tell me the old, old story

Of unseen things above

Of Jesus and His glory

Of Jesus and His love

Tell me the story simply

As to a little child

For I am weak and weary

And helpless and defiled

Tell me the old, old story

Tell me the old, old story

Tell me the old, old story

Of Jesus and His love

2

Tell me the story slowly

That I may take it in

That wonderful redemption

God¡¯s remedy for sin

Tell me the story often

For I forget so soon

The early dew of morning

Has passed away at noon

Tell me the old, old story

Tell me the old, old story

Tell me the old, old story

Of Jesus and His love

3

Tell me the story softly

With earnest tones and grave

Remember I¡¯m the sinner

Whom Jesus came to save

Tell me the story always

If you would really be

In any time of trouble

A comforter to me

Tell me the old, old story

Tell me the old, old story

Tell me the old, old story

Of Jesus and His love

4

Tell me the same old story

When you have cause to fear

That this world¡¯s empty glory

Is costing me too dear

Yes, and when that world¡¯s glory

Is dawning on my soul

Tell me the old, old story

"Christ Jesus makes thee whole."

Tell me the old, old story

Tell me the old, old story

Tell me the old, old story

Of Jesus and His love

1

The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord!

In ev'ry star Thy wisdom shines

But when our eyes behold Thy Word,

we read Thy name in fairer lines.

2

The radiant sun, the changing light,

And nights and days Thy power confess

But the blest volume Thou hast writ

Reveals Thy justice and Thy grace.

3

Thro' each bright world above, behold

Then thousand, thousand charms unfold:

Earth, air and mighty seas combine

To speak His wisdom all divine.

4

Thy noblest wonders here we view

In souls renewed, and sins forgiven

Lord cleanse my sins,my soul renew,

And make Thy Word my guide to heav'n. Amen.

1

Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace

Our path when wont to stray

Stream from the fount of heavenly grace,

Brook by the traveler's way.

2

Bread of our souls, whereon we feed,

True manna from on high

Our guide and chart, wherein we read

Of realms beyond the sky

3

Pillar of fire, through watches dark,

Or radiant cloud by day

When waves would' whelm our tossing bark

Our anchor and our stay

4

Word of the ever living God,

Will of His glorious Son

Without thee how could earth be trod,

Or heav'n itself be won Amen.

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Here may the wretched sons of want

Exhaustless riches find

Riches above what earth can grant,

And lasting as the mind.

3

Here the Redeemer's welcome voice

Spreads heavenly peace around

And life and everlasting joys

Attend the blissful sound.

4

Oh, may these heavenly pages be

My ever dear delight!

And still new beauties may I see,

And still increasing light.

5

Divine Instructor, gracious Lord!

Be Thou for ever near

Teach me to love Thy sacred Word,

And view my Saviour there. Amen.

1

O Word of God Incarnate,

O Wisdom from on high,

O Truth unchanged, unchanging,

O Light of our dark sky:

We praise Thee for the radiance

That from the hallowed page,

A Lantern to our footsteps,

Shines on from age to age.

2

The Church from Thee her Master,

Received the gift divine,

And still that light she lifteth

O'er all earth to shine.

It is the sacred casket

Where gems of truth are stored

It is the heavendrawn picture

Of Thee, the living Word.

3

It floateth like a banner

Before God's host unfurled,

It shineth like a beacon

Above the darkling world.

It is the Chart and Compass

That o'er life's surging sea,

'Mid mists and rocks and quicksands,

Still guides, O Christ, to Thee.

4

O make Thy Church, dear Saviour,

A lamp of purest gold,

To bear before the nations

Thy true light as of old.

O teach Thy wand'ring pilgrims

By this their path to trace,

Till, clouds and darkness ended,

They see Thee face to face. Amen.