The Baptist Church Hymnal: Hymns, Chants, Anthems with Music

446 Lift up your heads, for your redemption draweth nigh.-LUKE xxi. 28.

6 Jerusalem, my happy home!
My soul still pants for thee;
Then shall my labours have an end,
When I thy joys shall see.

Hymn of VIII. century.

449 We look at the things which are

not seen.-2 COR. iv. 18.

Wo mansions in the skies,

WHEN I can read my title clear

I bid farewell to every fear,

And wipe my weeping eyes.

2 Should earth against my soul engage,
And hellish darts be hurled,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage,
And face a frowning world.

3 Let cares, like a wild deluge, come,
And storms of sorrow fall ;-
May I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heaven, my all.

4 There shall I bathe my weary soul
In seas of heavenly rest,
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.

I. Watts.

L. G. HAYNE.

WILLIAM JACOBS.

450

Now is our salvation nearer than when we believed.-Roм. xiii. li.

p 1 Nomes to me o'er and o'er :
NE sweetly solemn thought

I'm nearer home to-day

Than I have been before :

cr 2 Nearer my Father's house
Where many mansions be,
Nearer the great white throne,
Nearer the crystal sea;

3 Nearer the bound of life,

Where burdens are laid down,
Where pilgrims leave the cross,
And victors gain the crown.

p 4 But lying dark between,

And winding through the night,
Rolls the deep unknown stream
That leads at last to light.

5 0 if my mortal feet

Have almost gained the brink;

If I am nearer home,

Nearer than now I think;

mf 6 Jesus, in whom I trust,
Perfect my feeble faith,

That I may calmly cross

That unknown stream of death!

Phoebe Cary, all.

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