Collection of Sacred Hymns, 1835

  • Source Note
  • Historical Introduction
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That soul, though all hell should endeavor to  shake,
I’ll never—no, never, no never forsake!”
 
Hymn 83 • How pleasant ‘tis to see
HYMN 83. P. M.
 
1 How pleasant ’tis to see
Kindred and friends agree;
Each in his proper station move,
And each fulfil his part,
With sympathizing heart,
In all the cares of life and love!
 
2 ’Tis like the ointment shed
On Aaron’s sacred head,
Divinely rich, divinely sweet:
The oil through all the room
Diffused a choice perfume,
Ran through his robes, and blest his feet.
 
3 Like fruitful showers of rain,
That water all the plain,
Descending from the neighboring hills;
Such streams of pleasure roll
Through every friendly soul,
Where love like heavenly dew distils. [p. 113]
That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,
I’ll never—no, never, no never forsake!”
 
Hymn 83 • How pleasant ‘tis to see
HYMN 83. P. M.
 
1 How pleasant ’tis to see
Kindred and friends agree;
Each in his proper station move,
And each fulfil his part,
With sympathizing heart,
In all the cares of life and love!
 
2 ’Tis like the ointment shed
On Aaron’s sacred head,
Divinely rich, divinely sweet:
The oil through all the room
Diffused a choice perfume,
Ran through his robes, and blest his feet.
 
3 Like fruitful showers of rain,
That water all the plain,
Descending from the neighboring hills;
Such streams of pleasure roll
Through every friendly soul,
Where love like heavenly dew distils. [p. 113]
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