Sweetly Sing, Sweetly Sing

lyricist: Julia Sampson, 1861
Composer: William Bradbury

Sweetly sing

sweet­ly sing

Praises to our hea­v’n­ly king;

Let us raise

let us raise

High our note of praise;

Praise to Him whose name is Love

Praise to Him who reigns ab­ove;

Raise your songs

raise your songs

Now with thank­ful tongues.

Angels bright

an­gels bright

Robed in gar­ments pure and white

Chant His praise

chant His praise

In me­lo­di­ous lays;

But from that bright

hap­py throng

Ne’er can come this sweet­est song—

Redeeming love

re­deem­ing love

Brought us here ab­ove.

Far away

far away

We in sin’s dark val­ley lay;

Jesus came

Je­sus came

Blessèd be His name!

He re­deemed us by His grace

Then pre­pared in Heav’n a place

To re­ceive—to re­ceive

All who will be­lieve.

Now we know—now we know

We to Heav’n must short­ly go;

Soon the call—soon the call

Comes to one and all.

Savior! when our time shall come

Take us to our heav’n­ly home

There we’ll raise notes of praise

Through un­end­ing days.

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