RISE, MY SOUL
"In my Father's house there are many rooms...I am going there to prepare
a place for you." John 14:2
Words: Robert Seagrave, Hymns for Christian Worship, Partly Composed
and Partly Collected from Various Authors, 1742, alt. Original title:
"The Pilgrim's Song."
Music: "Amsterdam," James Nares, The Foundery Collection, 1742.
Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings, thy better portion trace;
Rise from transitory things, towards heaven, thy destined place:
Sun and moon and stars decay, time shall soon this earth remove;
Rise, my soul, and haste away to seats prepared above.
Rivers to the ocean run, nor stay in all their course;
Fire ascending seeks the sun; both speed them to their source:
So my soul, derived from God, longs to view His glorious face,
Forward tends to His abode, to rest in His embrace.
Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn, press onward to the prize;
Soon thy Savior will return, to take thee to the skies:
There is everlasting peace, rest, enduring rest, in heaven;
There will sorrow ever cease, and crowns of joy be given.