46 Let us sing

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Victoria Sacred Harp uses this for its opening song at each singing.

Tune: Let Us Sing, arr WF Moore, 1867

text: WF Moore, 1867

Shall we ever meet again at the house, at the house
Then to make the chorus ring at the house of God?
Let us sing, sweetly sing, sing,
At the house then we’ll sing,
Sweetly sing at the house of God.

457 Wayfaring Stranger

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Tune: Wayfaring Stranger, arr. John M Dye, 1935

Text: Bever's Christian Songster, 1858. (which you can see at https://archive.org/details/christiansongste00beve/page/n3/mode/2up) , as no.23 'I am a pilgrim and a stranger'. But hardly any of the words are the same! So where does this version of the text really come from?

I am a poor, wayfaring stranger,

While journ’ying through this world of woe,
Yet, there’s no sickness, toil nor danger,
In that bright world to which I go.
I’m going there to see my Father,
I’m going there no more to roam;
I’m only going over Jordan,
I’m only going over home.

I know dark clouds will gather o’er me,
I know my way is rough and steep;
Yet beaut’ous fields lie just before me,
Where God’s redeemed their vigils keep.
I’m going there to see my Mother,
She said she’d meet me when I come.
I’m only going over Jordan,
I’m only going over home.

I want to wear a crown of glory,
When I get home to that good land;
I want to shout Salvation’s story,
In concert with the blood-washed band.
I’m going there to meet my Savior,
To sing His praise forevermore;
I’m only going over Jordan,
I’m only going over home.

333 Come thou fount of every blessing

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Tune: Family Circle, RE Brown & BF White, 1850

Text: Robert Robinson, 1758 (verses only - chorus interpolated?)

Come, Thou Fount of ev’ry blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.

 Bless the Lord, O my soul! Praise the Lord, O my brother!
Shout and sing, O my sister! Give Him glory, O my father!
And rejoice, O my mother! And we’ll travel on together,
And we’ll join heart and hands for Canaan.

 Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above;
Praise the mount, O fix me on it,
Mount of God’s unchanging love.

 Bless the Lord, O my soul! Praise the Lord, O my brother!
Shout and sing, O my sister! Give Him glory, O my father!
And rejoice, O my mother! And we’ll travel on together,
And we’ll join heart and hands for Canaan.

Oh, to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter,
Bind my wand’ring heart to Thee.

 Bless the Lord, O my soul! Praise the Lord, O my brother!
Shout and sing, O my sister! Give Him glory, O my father!
And rejoice, O my mother! And we’ll travel on together,
And we’ll join heart and hands for Canaan. 

274t Golden Harp

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Tune: The Golden Harp

Text: JP Reese, 1869

1. Farewell, vain world, I'm going home
To play on the Golden Harp.
My Saviour smiles and bids me come
To play on the Golden Harp.

To play on the Golden Harp, to play on the Golden Harp,
I want to be where Jesus is, to play on the Golden Harp.

2. Sweet angels beckon me away
To play on the Golden Harp.
To sing God's praise in endless day
To play on the Golden Harp.

To play on the Golden Harp, to play on the Golden Harp,
I want to be where Jesus is, to play on the Golden Harp.