mf 2 Onward we go, for still we hear them singing, p3 Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing, mf 4 Rest comes at length, though life be long and dreary, And heaven, the heart's true home, will come at last. mf 5 Angels, sing on! your faithful watches keeping; 100 Hark! hark, my soul! An-gelic songs are swell - ing mf 399 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 7. REGENT SQUARE H. Smart mf 92. Light'sa - bode, ce - les tial Salem, Vi-sion whence true peace doth spring, Bright-er than the heart can fancy, Man-sion of the high-est King; f O how glo-rious are the prais-es Which of thee the proph-ets sing! A-MEN. mf 2 There for ever and for ever Alleluia is outpoured; For unending, for unbroken Is the feast-day of the Lord; p All is pure and all is holy That within Thy walls is stored. p 3 There no cloud nor passing vapour Dims the brightness of the air; cr Endless noon-day, glorious noon-day. From the Sun of suns is there; There no night brings rest from labour, For unknown are toil and care. f 40 how glorious and resplendent, mf 5 Now with gladness, now with courage, Bear the burden on thee laid, p That hereafter these thy labours cr And in everlasting glory TR. J. M. Neale '8 Bright thy gates of pearl are shining, f5 Laud and honour to the Father, They are open evermore; cr And by virtue of His merits Thither faithful souls do soar. Who for Christ's dear Name, in this Laud and honour to the Son, Laud and honour to the Spirit, Ever Three, and ever One, Consubstantial, Co-eternal, While unending ages run. TR. J. M. Neale |