Psalms 42:2-4

• [Psa 42:2] Sweet Place

  Sweet place; sweet place alone! The court of God most high, The heaven of heavens, the throne Of spotless majesty! Refrain O happy place! When shall I be, my God, with Thee, To see Thy face? The stranger homeward bends, And sigheth for his rest: Heaven is my home, my friends Lodge there in Abraham’s breast. Refrain Earth’s but a sorry tent, Pitched but a few frail days, A short leased tenement; Heaven’s still my song, my praise. Refrain No tears from any eyes Drop in that holy choir: But death itself there dies, And sighs themselves expire. Refrain There should temptations cease, My frailties there should end. There should I rest in peace In the arms of my best friend. Refrain Jerusalem on high My song and city is, My home whene’er I die, The center of my bliss. Refrain Thy walls, sweet city! thine With pearls are garnished, Thy gates with praises shine, Thy streets with gold are spread. Refrain No sun by day shines there, No moon by silent night. O no! these needless are; The Lamb’s the city’s light. Refrain There dwells my Lord, my King, Judged here unfit to live; There angels to Him sing, And lowly homage give. Refrain The patriarchs of old There from their travels cease: The prophets there behold Their longed for Prince of peace. Refrain The Lamb’s apostles there I might with joy behold: The harpers I might hear Harping on harps of gold. Refrain The bleeding martyrs, they Within those courts are found; All clothed in pure array, Their scars with glory crowned. Refrain Ah me! ah me! that I In Kedar’s tents here stay; No place like this on high; Thither, Lord! guide my way. Refrain

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• [Psa 42:4] Hark To The Bells

  Bells of praise! Bells of praise! How the merry bells are ringing, Joyous notes their message bringing! Come where love and mercy meet, Bells of praise ring clear and sweet. Refrain Hark to the bells so sweetly blending; Go with heart and voice attending; Love and mercy meet you there, In this hour of praise and prayer. Bells of prayer! Bells of prayer! Oh, how tenderly the pleading, Weary, longing souls entreating, Have a pardon full and free! Bells of prayer entreating thee! Refrain Bells of joy! Bells of joy! Loud and clear the peals are telling Of the songs of praises swelling. Worship in yon temple hall; Bells of joy proclaim the call. Refrain

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• [Psa 42:4] Sing We Merry Christmas

  Sing we merry Christmas, Christmas blithe and free! Time of holy gladness, Mirth and minstrelsy. Hark! the merry church bells Ringing joyously, Hailing with sweet music Christ’s nativity. Haste we to the temple, Wreathe our garlands green; Deck each arch and column For the festive scene. Glory in the highest! Hark the angels sing; Glory in the highest To our infant King! Pastor, choir, and people Join in concert all; Sing your loudest praises At our festival. Joy for us poor exiles Comes this happy morn; Jesus our Emmanuel, Christ, the Lord, is born!

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