Hymes

1. On the mountain of Zion beyond the blue sky, Stands a city so wondrous and fair; I expect to

1. There is a home eternal, Beautiful and bright, Where sweet joys supernal Never are dimm’d by night; White rob’d

1. Sing the wondrous love of Jesus, Sing His mercy and His grace; In the mansion, bright and blessed, He’ll

1. We read of a beautiful heaven, Prepared for the pure and the free; These truths in God’s word He

1. Years I spent in vanity and pride, Caring not my Lord was crucified, Knowing not it was for me

1. Tell me the old, old story, Of unseen things above, Of Jesus and His glory, Of Jesus and His

1. And can it be that I should gain An int’rest in the Savior’s blood? Died He for me, who

1. Out of my bondage, sorrow and night, Jesus I come, Jesus, I come; Into Thy freedom, gladness and light,

1. Just as I am, without one plea, But that Thy blood was shed for me, And that Thou bidst

1. Marvelous grace of our loving Lord; Grace that exceeds our sin and our guilt, Yonder on Calvary’s mount outpoured