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Description: Published in Songs of Zion, 1821, p. 18. Words by John Gambold, 1742, Moravian Hymn Book no. 107, in fourteen stanzas, each with meter 55. 11. Carrell has used the first four stanzas of Gambold's hymn in his composition.
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1. O tell me no more
Of this world's vain store;
The time for such trifles with me now is o'er.
2. A country I've found,
Where true joys abound;
To dwell I'm determined on that happy ground.
3. The souls that believe,
In paradise live:
And me in that number will Jesus receive.
4. My soul, don't delay,
He calls thee away!
Rise, follow thy Savior, and bless the glad day.
5. No mortal doth know
What He can bestow,
What light, strength, and comfort : go after Him, go!
6. Lo! onward I move,
And but Christ above
None guesses, how wondrous my journey will prove.
7. Great spoils I shall win
From death, hell, and sin;
'Midst outward afflictions shall feel Christ within.
8. Perhaps for his name,
Poor dust as I am,
Some works I shall finish with glad loving aim.
9. I still (which is best)
Shall in his dear breast
As at the beginning, find pardon and rest.
10. And when I'm to die,
"Receive me," I'll cry,
For Jesus hath loved me, I cannot say why.
11. But this I do find,
We two are so joined,
He'll not live in glory and leave me behind.
12. Lo this is the race
I'm running, through grace,
Henceforth, till admitted to see my Lord's face.
13. And now I'm in care
My neighbors may share
These blessings: To seek them will none of you dare?
14. In bondage, O why,
And death will you lie,
When one here assures you free grace is so nigh?