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1. Are we almost there? are we almost there? Says the wea-ry saint, as he sighs for home;
2 Then he talks of the flowers, the unsullied stream 15
Are those the verdant trees that rear Their state ly forms 'mid heav'ns bright dome?
3 He is weary and sick of this world's rude strife,
4 His eye is fixed on the world to come;
He walks by faith through this vale of care, And oft inquires, as he draws near home,
With anxious heart, "Are we almost there?"
2 My soul is enkindled with rapture and love,
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They bid him look at the charms of earth,
7 He is waiting to hear the trumpet sound,
Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone; Jesus says he will be with us
13 Then on let us press; for Jesus is near;
With zeal ever buoyant and courage ne'er slack,
to the end;)
to the end.
For he has been with us, and he still is with us, And he's promised to be with us to the end.
"I will sing of thy power; yea, I will sing aloud of thy mercy."-Ps. 59: 16. "In whom we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of his grace."-Eph. 1:7.
F. E. B.
F. E. BELDEN.
1. I will sing (I will sing) of Jesus' love, Sing of him (sing of him) who first loved me; 2. Ere a tear (ere a tear) had dimmed mine eyes, Je-sus' tears (Je-sus' tears) for me did flow; 3. O the depths (0 the depths) of love divine! Earth or heav'n (earth or heav'n) can nev-er know 4. Nothing good (nothing good) for him I've done; How could he (how could he) such love bestow?
I will sing (I will sing) of Je-sus' love, Endless praise (endless praise) my heart shall give;
Copyrighted 1886 by F. E. Belden.
He has died (he has died) that I might live, I will sing his love to me.