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Hymns and Tunes 1876 299

Tis the midst of temptation, and sorrow, and strife

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1Tis the midst of temptation, and sorrow, and strife, And evils unnumbered, of this bitter life, I look for a blessed earth, free from all care, A home upon earth's surface, with Jesus a living all there.

2When the wicked are coiling, and accusing I believe The Saviour is coming, my plans to retrieve, I weep for them truly, and breathe forth a prayer, To Christ's second kingdom, and loving to be there!

3By the clear flowing river of life I will sing, My triumph through Jesus, My Saviour and King, And praise him who brought me, a sinner, to bliss, A feast of fat things, why, I long to be there!

4Hope to be there! and also thought that 'tis near, Makes me almost impatient for Christ to appear, And lift up that dwelling of glories so rare, The earth robed in beauty—I long to be there!

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Verse 1

Tis the midst of temptation, and sorrow, and strife, And evils unnumbered, of this bitter life, I look for a blessed earth, free from all care, A home upon earth's surface, with Jesus a living all there./˘/˘˘/˘˘/˘˘/˘/˘????˘˘/˘/˘/˘˘///˘//˘/˘///˘˘/˘˘/˘//49A

Verse 2

When the wicked are coiling, and accusing I believe The Saviour is coming, my plans to retrieve, I weep for them truly, and breathe forth a prayer, To Christ's second kingdom, and loving to be there!/˘/˘˘//˘˘/˘˘˘/˘/˘˘˘/˘˘/˘˘/˘/˘˘/˘˘//˘/˘//˘/˘˘/˘˘˘/49A

Verse 3

By the clear flowing river of life I will sing, My triumph through Jesus, My Saviour and King, And praise him who brought me, a sinner, to bliss, A feast of fat things, why, I long to be there!˘˘//˘/˘˘/˘˘/˘/˘//˘˘/˘˘˘/˘/˘˘/˘˘/˘˘/˘/˘///˘/˘˘/46A

Verse 4

Hope to be there! and also thought that 'tis near, Makes me almost impatient for Christ to appear, And lift up that dwelling of glories so rare, The earth robed in beauty—I long to be there!/˘˘/˘/˘/˘///˘////˘˘/˘˘/˘/˘˘/˘˘/˘˘/˘//˘/˘˘/˘˘/45A

Counted by machine from the CMU Pronouncing Dictionary. It cannot hear emphasis or a poet’s licence, so treat it as a place to start reading, not the last word.