M0:|t:EWS 388 Lonely and weary|a:Horace Lorenzo Hastings 1831-1899|r:10.10.10.10.D|h:TRIUMPH Abraham Down Merrill 1796-1878|c:G|m:4/4|u:https://hymnary.org/hymn/S4S1905/page/217
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E1:Lone_ly and wear_y, by sor_row op_pressed,/On_ward we hast_en with long_ings for rest,/${D:Bid_ding a_dieu to the world with its pride,/Long_ing to stand by Im_man_u_el's side/}Though we are pil_grims, be_fore us now rise/Vi_sions of glo_ry re_joic_ing our eyes./Bright are the crowns that we hope soon to wear,/Bless_ed the rest; O we long to be there.
E2:There is the cit_y in splen_dor sub_lime;/O, how its tur_rets and bat_tle_ments shine!/${D:Pearls are its por_tals, sur_pass_ing_ly bright,/Jas_per its walls, and the Lamb is its light./}Path_ways of gold that blest ci_ty a_dorn,/Glit_tering with glo_ry far bright_er than morn;/An_gels stand beck'n_ing us on_ward to share/Glo_ry un_fad_ing; we long to be there.
E3:Riv_ers are glid_ing 'mid un_fad_ing trees,/Songs of the ran_somed are borne on the breeze;/${D:Glo_ry-_gilt moun_tains res_plen_dent are seen,/Val_leys and hills clad in E_den-_like green;/}There shall be glo_ry of God e_ver be,/Fill_ing the earth as the waves fill the sea;/There shall the ran_somed, im_mor_tal and fair,/Ev_er_more dwell; O, we long to be there.
