453. Welcome Hame. C. M. (933.) Rev. R. Lowrey. Arr. by H. P. Main. 1. Give me the wings of faith to rise Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys, How bright their glo-ries be. Chorus. They'll sing their welcome home to me, They'll sing their welcome home to me, And the angels will stand on the heav'nly strand, And sing their welcome home, D. S. And the angels will stand on the heav'nly strand, And sing their welcome Fine. home. D. S. Welcome home, welcome home; 2 Once they were mourners here below, And pour'd out cries and tears; They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears. 3 I ask them whence their vict'ry came They, with united breath, Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb,- 4 They mark'd the footsteps that he trod; 5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise 454. Heavenly Vision. C. M. From Palm Leaves, by permission. Asa Hull. 1. These are the crowns that we shall wear When all the saints are crown'd; These are the palms that we shall bear On yon-der holy ground. Chorus. We will walk thro' the val-ley in peace, We will walk thro' the valley in peace, If Jesus himself will be our Leader, We will walk thro' the val-ley in peace. 2 Far off as yet, reserved in heaven, 3 These are the robes, unsoiled and white, Which there we shall put on, 455. When, foremost 'mong the sons of light, Welcome Home. [TUNE AND CHORUS No. 453.] 1 There is a clime where Jesus reigns,, 3 A home of grace and love, Yet all, alas! may not be there, For some will slight his grace, Where angels wait with sweetest strains Tho' now he calls, they do not care To greet the saints above. 2 And children, too, will join to bless The precious Saviour's name,, Clothed in his perfect righteousness, And saved from sin and shame. To turn and seek his face. 4 He speaks so kindly, "Come to me 456. Oh! how I Love Jesus. C. M. [See hymn No. 11.] (219.) Arr. by John Baker. 1. Jesus, the name high over all, In hell, or earth, or sky: An Chorus. gels and men before it fall, And dev-ils fear and fly. O, how I love 2D CHO.-How can I for Jesus; O, how I love Jesus; O, how I love Jesus; Be-cause he first lov'd ma get thee? How can I for-get thee, Lord? How can I for-get thee? Dear Lord, remem-ber me. 2 Jesus, the name to sinners dear, The name to sinners given; It turns their hell to heaven. The arms of love that compass me 5 His only righteousness I show,- 4 O! that the world might taste and see 1 There is an hour of peaceful rest 3 There is a home for weary souls, 4 There faith lifts up her cheerful eye |