Indexes for The Sacred Harp, 1991 Edition

Oh, tell me no more
Of this world’s vain store,
The time for such trifles with me now is o’er.
A country I found
Where true joys abound;
To dwell I’m determined on that happy ground.

Chorus:

Send a blessing, send a blessing just now.

The souls that believe,
In paradise live,
And me in that number will Jesus receive;
My soul, don’t delay —
He calls thee away;
Rise, follow Thy Savior and bless the glad day.

(Chorus)

But this do I find:
We too are so joined,
He’ll not live in glory and leave me behind;
So this is the race
I’m running through grace,
Henceforth till admitted to see my Lord’s face.

(Chorus)