888 O BEAUTIFUL CITY. 75, 6s, 8s & 4s. E. O. BUTTERFIELD. 1. You tell me of a city, Which is so bright and fair, O why do not the friends I love Talk more of going there? I hear them speak of pleas-ures, Which earthly things have given, Why do they never men rit. a tempo. rit. From "THE SONG BANNER," by per. of foun-da-tions, Whose builder is the Lord; Whose glories are un-fad-ing, it en-lighten With glory all di-vine; The na-tions of the sav-ed clear as crys-tal, Flows out from 'neath the throne; The trees of life for healing, living fountains, And thirst no more nor roam :O be constrained to en-ter 25 Whose beauties are untold; Whose walls are built of jasper,With streets of finest gold. Shall walk in glo-ry bright With Christ, the Son of David, Their ev-er-last-ing light. On either side are there, Their leaves and branches waving, All stately, grand and fair. Through Christ, the only way, And you he there will welcome, And bid you ev-er stay. O hail, hap-py day! O hail, hap-py day! When nev-er-more we 'll stray; O glorious sight! 'twill be de-light, With - in those walls to stay. Then rescued souls shall bless thy power, Thine arm will full salvation bring; Thy saints, in that illustrious hour, Shall conquer with their conq'ring King. 3 When ranged thy blazing throne around, The Saviour's honor we 'll proclaim; While heaven's transported realms resound 892 His glorious deeds and precious name. 1 Thy kingdom come!" thus, day by day, 2 Thy kingdom come! O day of joy, 3 Jesus shall reign on Zion's hill, 897 IN THE KINGDOM. 8s & 7s. F. S. STANTON. 1. In the king-dom which is com - ing, We de sire, O Lord, a place; Where is past all death and weep-ing, And the saved ones see thy face. In that world so full of glory Where the ver - nal breezes blow, Used by per. of F. S. STANTON. There the beau-ties of thy king-dom To the faithful thou wilt show. 1 In the kingdom which is coming, We desire, O Lord, a place; Where the vernal breezes blow, 2 Now we read thy blessed promise, Where immortals share a part. |