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Up to the Fields where Angels lie

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.XLI (1766) Lyrics: 1 Up to the Fields where Angels lie, And living Waters gently roll, Fain would my Thoughts leap out and fly, But Sin hangs heavy on my Soul. 2 Thy wond'rous Blood, dear dying Christ, Can make this Load of Guilt remove; And thou can'st bear me where thou fly'st, On thy kind Wings, celestial Dove! 3 O might I once mount up and see The Glories of th' eternal Skies, What little Things these Worlds would be! How despicable to my Eyes! 4 Had I a Glance of Thee, my God, Kingdoms and Men would vanish soon, Vanish as tho' I saw 'em not, As a dim Candle dies at Noon. 5 Then they might fight, and rage, and rave, I should perceive the Noise no more Than we can hear a shaking Leaf, While rattling Thunders round us roar. 6 Great All in All, Eternal King, Let me but view thy lovely Face, And all my Pow'rs shall bow and sing Thine endless Grandeur, and thy Grace. Topics: Sight of God weans us from Earth; Mortification to the world by the Sight of God Languages: English