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54401 Millennial Harp, p. 27.2 (Joshua V. Himes)

4. Fly, lingering moments, fly, O fly, I thirst, I pant, I long to try, Angelic joys to prove! Soon shall I quit this house of clay, Clap my glad wings and soar away, And shout redeeming love.

54402 Millennial Harp, p. 29.2 (Joshua V. Himes)

2. The glory, the glory around him are pour’d, Mighty hosts of the angels that wait on the Lord; And the glorified saints and the martyrs are there, And there all who the palm-wreaths of victory wear.

54403 Millennial Harp, p. 31.5 (Joshua V. Himes)

5. There we shall in sweet chorus join, And saints and angels all combine, To sing of his redeeming love, When rolling years shall cease to move; And that shall be the theme above, In endless day.

54404 Millennial Harp, p. 33.5 (Joshua V. Himes)

7. O there will be shouting, shouting, etc. Saints and angels there will meet, Will meet to part no more.

54405 Millennial Harp, p. 37.2 (Joshua V. Himes)

CHORUS. For soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home.

54406 Millennial Harp, p. 46.8 (Joshua V. Himes)

5. ‘Tis there, with the chosen of Jesus, I long To dwell, and eternally join in the song, Of praising and blessing with angels on high, Christ Jesus, the Rock that it higher than I!

54407 Millennial Harp, p. 55.2 (Joshua V. Himes)

4. Sun and moon are both confounded, Darken’d into endless night, When with angel-hosts surrounded, In his Father’s glory bright, Beams the Savior, Shines the everlasting light.

54408 Millennial Harp, p. 59.5 (Joshua V. Himes)

5. For me my elder brethren stay, I am bound for the land of Canaan, And angels beckon me away, I am bound for the land of Canaan, O Canaan, etc.

54409 Millennial Harp, p. 61.2 (Joshua V. Himes)

3. We’re going to join the Heavenly Choir,—Will you go? To raise our voice and tune the lyre,—Will you go? There saints and angels gladly sing, Hosanna to their God and King, And make the heavenly arches ring,—Will you go?

54410 Millennial Harp, p. 69.2 (Joshua V. Himes)

3. And see that star-like host around Of angel bands, attending; Hark! hark! the trumpet’s glad’ning sound, ‘Mid shouts triumphant blending. He comes, the Bridegroom …

54411 Millennial Musings, p. 2.7 (Joshua V. Himes)

3 Attending angels shout for joy, And the bright armies sing, “Mortals, behold the sacred seat Of your descending King!

54412 Millennial Musings, p. 12.3 (Joshua V. Himes)

1 Away with our sorrow and fear, We soon shall recover our home; The city of saints shall appear; The day of eternity come. From earth we shall quickly remove, And mount to our native abode The house of our Father above, The palace of angels and God.

54413 Millennial Musings, p. 14.1 (Joshua V. Himes)

… great and eternal reward; In Jesus, in heaven they live, They reign in the smile of their Lord! The flame of angelical love Is kindled at Jesus’s face; And all the …

54414 Millennial Musings, p. 16.3 (Joshua V. Himes)

6 There is my house and portion fair; My treasure and my heart are there, And my abiding home. For me my elder brethren stay, And angels beckon me away, And Jesus bids me come!

54415 Millennial Musings, p. 20.4 (Joshua V. Himes)

2 Thy sceptre well becomes his hands, Angels submit to his commands; His justice shall protect the poor, And pride and rage prevail no more.

54416 Millennial Musings, p. 29.1 (Joshua V. Himes)

… While angelic legions, with harps tuned celestial, Harmoniously join in the concert of praise, The saints, as they flock from the regions terrestrial, In loud …

54417 Millennial Musings, p. 69.7 (Joshua V. Himes)

4 Heaven from above his call shall hear, Attending angels come; And earth and hell shall know and fear His justice and their doom.

54418 Millennial Musings, p. 74.4 (Joshua V. Himes)

5 “Come quickly, blessed hope, appear, Bid thy swift chariot fly; Let angels tell thy coming near, And snatch me to the sky.

54419 Millennial Musings, p. 77.3 (Joshua V. Himes)

2 The glory! the glory! by myriads are poured The hosts of the angels to wait on the Lord; And the glorified saints and the martyrs are there, And all who the palm-wreath of victory wear.

54420 Millennial Musings, p. 79.1 (Joshua V. Himes)

2 From heaven angelic voices sound; See th’ almighty Jesus crowned! Girt with omnipotence and grace, And glory decks the Savior’s face.