LYRIC

Song Sweet Place; Sweet Place Alone
Album Christian Hymnal – Series 2
Genre Praise & Worship
Writer(s)
Publisher / Copyrights John Wesley’s Collection of Hymns
Key
Tags Sweet Place; Sweet Place Alone
Theme(s)
Scripture Reference(s)
CCLI Song No

Sweet Place; Sweet Place Alone!
The Court Of God Most High,
The Heaven Of Heavens, The Throne
Of Spotless Majesty!
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.
O Happy Place! When Shall I Be,
My God, With Thee, To See Thy Face?

Earth’s But A Sorry Tent,
Pitched But A Few Frail Days,
A Short-Leased Tenement;
Heaven’s Still My Song, My Praise.
O Happy Place! When Shall I Be,
My God, With Thee, To See Thy Face?

No Tears From Any Eyes
Drop In That Holy Choir:
But Death Itself There Dies,
And Sighs Themselves Expire.
O Happy Place! When Shall I Be,
My God, With Thee, To See Thy Face?

There Should Temptations Cease,
My Frailties There Should End.
There Should I Rest In Peace
In The Arms Of My Best Friend.
O Happy Place! When Shall I Be,
My God, With Thee, To See Thy Face?

Jerusalem On High
My Song And City Is,
My Home Whene’er I Die,
The Centre Of My Bliss.
O Happy Place! When Shall I Be,
My God, With Thee, To See Thy Face?

Thy Walls, Sweet City! Thine
With Pearls Are Garnished,
Thy Gates With Praises Shine,
Thy Streets With Gold Are Spread.
O Happy Place! When Shall I Be,
My God, With Thee, To See Thy Face?

No Sun By Day Shines There,
No Moon By Silent Night.
O No! These Needless Are;
The Lamb’s The City’s Light.
O Happy Place! When Shall I Be,
My God, With Thee, To See Thy Face?

There Dwells My Lord, My King,
Judged Here Unfit To Live;
There Angels To Him Sing,
And Lowly Homage Give.
O Happy Place! When Shall I Be,
My God, With Thee, To See Thy Face?

The Patriarchs Of Old
There From Their Travels Cease:
The Prophets There Behold
Their Longed-For Prince Of Peace.
O Happy Place! When Shall I Be,
My God, With Thee, To See Thy Face?

The Lamb’s Apostles There
I Might With Joy Behold:
The Harpers I Might Hear
Harping On Harps Of Gold.
O Happy Place! When Shall I Be,
My God, With Thee, To See Thy Face?

The Bleeding Martyrs, They
Within Those Courts Are Found;
All Clothed In Pure Array,
Their Scars With Glory Crowned.
O Happy Place! When Shall I Be,
My God, With Thee, To See Thy Face?

Ah Me! Ah Me! That I
In Kedar’s Tents Here Stay;
No Place Like This On High;
Thither, Lord! Guide My Way.
O Happy Place! When Shall I Be,
My God, With Thee, To See Thy Face?


Added by

admin

SHARE

Comments are off this post