The Scottish Hymnal (appendix Incorporated). With Tunes, for Use in Churches

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"Of whom the whole family in heaven and earth is named."

COME, let us join our friends above,

That have obtained the prize,

And on the eagle-wings of love
To joy celestial rise.
Let all the saints terrestrial sing
With those to glory gone,
For all the servants of our King,
In earth and heaven, are one.

2 One family, we dwell in Him,
One Church, above, beneath,
Though now divided by the stream,
The narrow stream of death.

One army of the living God,
At His command we bow;
Part of His host hath crossed the flood,
And part is crossing now.

3 Our old companions in distress

We haste again to see,

And eager long for our release

And full felicity:

Even now by faith we join our hands
With those that went before,
And greet the blood-besprinkled bands
On the eternal shore.

4 Our spirits, too, shall quickly join,
Like theirs with glory crowned,
And shout to see our Captain's sign,
To hear His trumpet sound.
O that we now might grasp our Guide!
O that the word were given !
Come, Lord of hosts! the waves divide,

And land us all in heaven!

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"I know that my Redeemer liveth:....whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold."

Y life's a shade, my days
Apace to death decline;

My Lord is life, He'll raise
My dust again, even mine.
Sweet truth to me!
I shall arise,
And with these eyes
My Saviour see.

2 My peaceful grave shall keep
My bones till that sweet day
I wake from my long sleep,
And leave my bed of clay.
Sweet truth to me!
I shall arise,
And with these eyes
My Saviour see.

3 My Lord His angels shall
Their golden trumpets sound,
At whose most welcome call
My grave shall be unbound.

Sweet truth to me!
I shall arise,
And with these eyes
My Saviour see.

4 I said sometimes with tears,
Ah me! I'm loath to die!
Lord, silence Thou these fears;
My life's with Thee on high.
Sweet truth to me!
I shall arise,
And with these eyes
My Saviour see.

5 Then welcome, harmless grave!
By thee to heaven I'll go:
My Lord His death shall save
Me from the flames below.
Sweet truth to me!
I shall arise,
And with these eyes
My Saviour see.

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