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Joyfully, Joyfully, Onward I Move

Author: William Hunter Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #3415 Meter: 10.10.10.10 D Lyrics: 1. Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move, Bound for the land of bright spirits above; Angelic choristers sing as I come, Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home; Soon with my pilgrimage ended below; Home to the land of bright spirits I go, Pilgrim and stranger no more shall I roam, Joyfully, joyfully, resting at home. 2. Friends fondly cherished have passed on before, Waiting they watch me approaching the shore; Singing to cheer me through death’s chilling gloom, Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home; Sounds of sweet melody fall on mine ear; Harps of the blessèd, your voices I hear! Rings with the harmony Heaven’s high dome, Joyfully, joyfully, haste to thy home. 3. Death with thy weapons of war lay me low; Strike, king of terrors, I fear not the blow; Jesus hath broken the bars of the tomb, Joyfully, joyfully will I go home. Bright will the morn of eternity dawn; Death shall be banished, his scepter be gone; Joyfully then shall I witness his doom, Joyfully, joyfully, safely at home. Languages: English Tune Title: NEWKIRK

Joyfully, joyfully onward I move

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #374 (1867) Lyrics: 1 Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move, Bound for the land of bright spirits above; Angelic choristers, sing as I come-- Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home! Soon with my pilgrimage ended below, Home to the land of bright spirits I go; Pilgrim and stranger no more shall I roam: Joyfully, joyfully resting at home. 2 Friends fondly cherished have passed on before; Waiting, they watch me approaching the shore; Singing, to cheer me through death’s chilling gloom: Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home; Sounds of sweet melody fall on mine ear Harps of the blessèd, your voices I hear! Rings with the harmony heaven’s high dome-- Joyfully, joyfully, haste to thy home. 3 Death with thy weapons of war lay me low; Strike, king of terrors, I fear not the blow; Jesus hath broken the bars of the tomb! Joyfully, joyfully will I go home. Bright will the morn of eternity dawn; Death shall be banished, his scepter be gone; Joyfully, then shall I witness his doom, Joyfully, joyfully, safely at home. Topics: Man a Saint In Prospect of Heaven Languages: English

Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move

Author: Wm. Hunter Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #1013 (1873) Meter: 10.10.10.10 Lyrics: 1 Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move, Bound to the land of bright spirits above; Angelic choristers, sing as I come, Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home! Soon, with my pilgrimage ended below, Home to the land of delight will I go; Pilgrim and stranger no more shall I roam; Joyfully, joyfully resting at home. 2 Friends, fondly cherished, have passed on before; Waiting, they watch me approaching the shore; Singing, to cheer me through death's chilling gloom, Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home. Sounds of sweet melody fall on my ear; Harps of the blessed, your voices I hear! Rings with the harmony heaven's high dome; Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home. 3 Death, with thy weapons of war, lay me low; Strike, king of terrors! I fear not the blow; Jesus hath broken the bars of the tomb; Joyfully, joyfully will I go home. Bright will the morn of eternity dawn, Death shall be banished, his scepter be gone; Joyfully, then, shall I witness his doom, Joyfully, joyfully, safely at home. Topics: Spiritual Songs; The Pilgrim's Progress

Joyfully, Joyfully, Onward we Move

Author: William Hunter, 1811-1877 Hymnal: Hymnal and Order of Service #336 (1901) Meter: 10.10.10.10 D Lyrics: 1 Joyfully, joyfully, onward we move, Bound for the land of bright spirits above; Jesus, our Saviour, in mercy says, Come, Joyfully, joyfully haste to your home. Soon will our pilgrimage end here below, Soon to the presence of God we shall go, Then, if to Jesus our hearts have been given, Joyfully, joyfully, rest we in heaven. 2 Death with its arrows may soon lay us low, Safe in our Saviour, we fear not the blow; Jesus hath broken the bars of the tomb, Joyfully, joyfully, we will go home. Bright will the morn of eternity dawn, Death shall be conquered, his scepter be gone; Over the plains of sweet Canaan we'll roam, Joyfully, joyfully, safely at home. Amen. Topics: Eternity Languages: English Tune Title: ONWARD

Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move

Author: William Hunter Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #619 (1886) Lyrics: 1 Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move, Bound for the land of bright glory above; Angelic choristers sing as I come, "Joyfully, joyfully, haste to thy home." Soon shall I pass from this dark vale of woe, Home to the land of the righteous I'll go; Pilgrim and stranger, no more shall I roam, Joyfully, joyfully, resting at home. 2 Friends fondly cherished now sleep in the ground, But they'll awake when the last trump shall sound, Loosed from Death's fetters, and upward we'll soar, Joyfully meeting to part nevermore. Sounds of sweet melody fall on the ear; Harps of the blessed, your voices I'll hear Filling with harmony heaven's high dome, "Joyfully, joyfully, haste to thy home." 3 Death with his weapons of war has laid low Many a pilgrim who feared not the blow; Jesus has broken the bars of the tomb; Joyfully, joyfully, will they come home. Bright will the morn of eternity dawn, Death shall be banished, his scepter be gone; Joyfully, then, shall I witness his doom, Joyfully, joyfully, safely at home. Topics: The Christian Warfare and Pilgrimage Tune Title: HERE IS NO REST

Joyfully, joyfully, onward we move

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #152 (1903) Lyrics: 1 Joyfully, joyfully, onward we move, Bound to the land of bright spirits its above; Jesus, our Saviour, in mercy says, Come, Joyfully, joyfully haste to your home. Soon will our pilgrimage end here below, Soon to the presence of God we shall go, Then, if to Jesus our hearts have been given, Joyfully, joyfully, rest we in heaven. 2 Death with its arrows may soon lay us low, Safe in our Saviour, we fear not the blow; Jesus hath broken the bars of the tomb, Joyfully, joyfully, we will go home. Bright will the morn of eternity dawn. Death shall be conquered, his scepter be gone; Over the plains of sweet Canaan we'll roam, Joyfully, joyfully, safely at home. Topics: The Christian Graces; Hope Longing for heaven

Joyfully, joyfully onward we move

Hymnal: The New Sabbath School Hosanna #60 (1870) Lyrics: 1 Joyfully, joyfully onward we move, Bound to the land of bright spirits above: Jesus, our Saviour, in mercy says, Come! Joyfully, joyfully, haste to your home. Soon will our pilgrimage end here below, Soon to the presence of God we shall go; Then, if to Jesus our hearts have been given, Joyfully, joyfully rest we in heaven. 2 Teachers and scholars have passed on before; Waiting they watch us approaching the shore, Singing, to cheer us while passing along, Joyfully, joyfully haste to your home. Sounds of sweet music there ravish the ear, Harps of the blessed, your strains we shall hear, Filling with harmony heaven's high dome: Joyfully, joyfully, Jesus, we come. 3 Death, with his arrow, may soon lay us low-- Safe in our Saviour, we feel not the blow; Jesus hath broken the bars of the tomb, Joyfully, joyfully we will go home. Bright will the morn of eternity dawn. Death shall be conquered, his scepter be gone; Over the plains of sweet Canaan we'll roam, Joyfully, joyfully, safely at home. Tune Title: JOYFULLY! JOYFULLY!

Joyfully, Joyfully

Hymnal: The Minstrel of Zion #13a (1845) Meter: Irregular First Line: Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move Lyrics: 1 Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move, Bound for the land of bright spirits above; Angelic choristers sing as I come, Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home. 2 Soon with my pilgrimage ended below, Home to that land of delight will I go: Pilgrim and stranger no more shall I roam; Joyfully, joyfully resting at home. 3 Friends fondly cherish'd have pass'd on before, Waiting, they watch me approaching the shore; Singing to cheer me through death's chilling gloom, Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home. 4 Sounds of sweet melody fall on my ear; Harps of the blessed, your voices I hear! Rings with the harmony heaven's high dome, Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home. 5 Death, with thy weapons of war lay me low, Strike king of terrors, I fear not the blow; Jesus hath broken the bars of the tomb; Joyfully, joyfully will I go home. 6 Bright will the morn of eternity dawn, Death shall be banish'd, his sceptre be gone; Joyfully then shall I witness his doom; Joyfully, joyfully, safely at home.

Joyfully, joyfully

Hymnal: Linden Harp #26 (1855) First Line: Joyfully, Joyfully onward I move Lyrics: 1 Joyfully, Joyfully onward I move, Bound for the land of bright spirits above; Angelic choristers sing as I come; Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home. Soon, with my pilgrimage ended below, Home to the land of bright spirits I go: Pilgrim and stranger no longer I roam, Joyfully joyfully resting at home. 2 Friends fondly cherish'd have pass'd on before; Waiting, they watch me approaching the shore, Singing, to cheer me through death's chilling gloom,-- "Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home." Sounds of sweet melody fall on my ear; Harps of the blessed, your voices I hear! Rings with the harmony heaven's high dome,-- "Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home." 3 Death, with thy weapons of war, lay me low, Strike, king of terrors, I fear not the blow; Jesus hath broken the bars of the tomb; Joyfully, joyfully will I go home. Bright will the morn of eternity dawn; Death shall be banish'd, his scepter be gone; Joyfully then shall I witness his doom; Joyfully, joyfully, safely at home. Languages: English Tune Title: JOYFULLY, JOYFULLY

Joyfully, Onward I Move

Hymnal: Spiritualist Hymnal #140 (1911) First Line: Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move Languages: English Tune Title: [Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move]