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Up to the field [fields] where angels lie [sing]

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Melodies of the Church #d1058 (1832) Languages: English

Up to the field [fields] where angels lie [sing]

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns for Public worship, Containing All the Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts ... #d1069 (1835)

Up to the field [fields] where angels lie [sing]

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #d1103 (1833) Languages: English

Up to the field [fields] where angels lie [sing]

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Sabbath Hymn Book. Baptist ed. #d1137 (1858)

Hymn 41

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #II.41 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Up to the fields where angels lie Lyrics: [Up to the fields where angels lie, And living waters gently roll, Fain would my thoughts leap out and fly, But sin hangs heavy on my soul. Thy wondrous blood, dear dying Christ, Can make this load of guilt remove; And thou canst bear me where thou fliest, On thy kind wings, celestial Dove!] O might I once mount up and see The glories of th' eternal skies! What little things these worlds would be! How despicable to my eyes! Had I a glance of thee, my God, Kingdoms and men would vanish soon; Vanish as though I saw them not, As a dim candle dies at noon. Then they might fight, and rage, and rave, I should perceive the noise no more Than we can hear a shaking leaf, While rattling thunders round us roar. Great All in All, Eternal King Let me but view thy lovely face, And all my powers shall bow, and sing Thine endless grandeur and thy grace. Languages: English

A sight of God mortifies us to the World

Author: Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #480 (1844) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Up to the fields where angels lie Lyrics: 1 [Up to the fields where angels lie, And living waters gently roll, Fain would my thoughts leap out and fly, But sin hangs heavy on my soul. 2 Thy wondrous blood, dear dying Christ, Can make this world of guilt remove; And thou canst bear me where thou fliest, On thy kind wings, celestial Dove!] 3 [O might I once mount up and see The glories of the eternal skies, What little things these worlds would be; How despicable to my eyes.] 4 Had I a glance of thee, my God, Kingdoms and men would vanish soon; Vanish as though I saw them not, As a dim candle dies at noon. 5 Then they might fight, and rage, and rave, I should perceive the noise no more Than we can hear a shaking leaf, While rattling thunders round us roar. 6 Great All in All, eternal King! Let me but view thy lovely face, And all my powers shall bow and sing Thy endless grandeur and thy grace. Topics: Heaven and Glory Languages: English

A sight of God mortifies us to the world

Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books #II.XLI (1793) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Up to the field s where angels lie Lyrics: 1 [Up to the fields where angels lie, And living waters gently roll, Fain would my thoughts leap out and fly, But sin hangs heavy on my soul. 2 Thy wondrous blood, dear dying Christ, Can make this world of guilt remove; And thou canst bear me where thou fly'st, On thy kind wings, celestial Dove! 3 O might I once mount up and see The glories of th' eternal skies, What little things these worlds would be. How despicable to my eyes!] 4 Had I a glance of thee, my God, Kingdoms and men would vanish soon; Vanish, as tho' I saw them not, As a dim candle dies at noon. 5 Then they might fight, and rage, and rave; I should perceive the noise no more Than we can hear a shaking leaf, While rattling thunders round us roar. 6 Great All in All! Eternal King! Let me but view thy lovely face, And all my pow'rs shall bow, and sing, Thine endless grandeur and thy grace. Languages: English