The Sacred Harp 2012 Cooper Book Edition
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Song · Page 577

Forever Blest

Lyrics

Sweet land of rest for thee I sigh,
When will the moments come,
When I shall lay my armor by,
And dwell with Christ at home.

Chorus:

Come sinner to the gospel feast
And be forever blest.

No tranquil joys on earth I know,
No peaceful shelt’ring dome;
This world’s a wilderness of woe,
This world is not my home.

(Chorus)

Weary of wand’ring round and round
This vale of sin and gloom,
I long to leave the unhallowed ground,
And dwell with Christ at home.

(Chorus)

When we’ve been there ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun;
We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise,
Than when we first begun.

(Chorus)