#105WHEN STRANGERS STAND
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1
WHEN strangers stand and hear me tell
What beauties in my Saviour dwell,
Where he is gone they fain would know,
That they may seek and love him too.
2
O may my spirit daily rise
On wings of faith above the skies,
Till I shall make my last remove,
To dwell for ever with my love.
3
In paradise within the gates,
In higher entertainment waits;
Fruits new and old laid up in store,
There we shall feed–but want no more.
4
Come, my beloved, haste away,
Cut short the hours of thy delay;
Fly, like a youthful hart or roe,
Over the hills where spices grow.
Quick Info
- Hymnal
- Hymns for Second Advent Believers who Observe the Sabbath of the Lord
- Number
- #105
- Language
- English
- Year
- 1852