Author: Augustus M. Toplady Hymnal: Church Book #487 (1890) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: Church Book Lyrics: 1 Your harps, ye trembling saints,
Down from the willows take;
Loud, to the praise of Love divine,
Bid every string awake.
2 Though in a foreign land,
We are not far from home;
And nearer to our house above
We every moment come.
3 His grace will to the end
Stronger and brighter shine;
Nor present things, nor things to come,
Shall quench the spark divine.
4 When we in darkness walk,
Nor feel the heavenly flame,
Then is the time to trust our God,
And rest upon His Name.
5 Soon shall our doubts and fears
Subside, at His control:
His loving-kindness shall break through
The midnight of the soul.
6 Blest is the man, O God,
That stays himself on Thee!
Who wait for Thy salvation, Lord,
Shall Thy salvation see. Topics: The Cross and Comfort In Outward Suffering; Easter Season, Fifth Sunday; Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Languages: English Tune Title: NARENZA
Your harps, ye trembling saints