Indexes for The Sacred Harp, 1991 Edition

See the Lord of glory dying!
See Him gasping! Hear Him crying!
See His burdened bosom heave!
Look ye sinners, ye that hung Him,
Look how deep your sins have stung Him!
Dying sinners, look and live.

Bear with patience, tribulation,
Overcoming all temptation,
Till the glorious jubilee;
Soon he’ll come with bursts of thunder,
Then we shall adore and wonder,
Singing on the highest key.

See the blissful scenes before us,
Join the universal chorus,
Bid the flowing numbers rise;
Songs immortal sweetly sounding,
Notes angelic loud rebounding,
Trembling ’round the vocal skies.