1 Gold-en harps are sound-ing, An- gel voi - ces ring, Pearl -y gates are o-pened,

Opened for the King: Christ, the King of glory, Jesus, King of love,

Is gone up in triumph To His throne a Ibove. All His work is end - ed,

Joyfully we sing; Jesus hath ascend - ed: Glo - ry to our King! A - MEN.

Blessed Je - sus, blessed Jesus, Thou hast bought us, Thine we are;

2

Bless-ed Jesus, bless-ed Jesus, Thou hast bought us, Thine we are.

A-MEN.

2 We are Thine; do Thou befriend us,
Be the Guardian of our way;
Keep Thy flock, from sin defend us,
Seek us when we go astray:
Blessed Jesus,

Hear the children when they pray.

3 Thou hast promised to receive us,
Poor and sinful though we be;

Thou hast mercy to relieve us,
Grace to cleanse, and power to free:
Blessed Jesus,

Let us early turn to Thee.

4 Early let us seek Thy favor;

Early let us do Thy will;
Blessed Lord and only Saviour,
With Thy love our bosoms fill:
Blessed Jesus,

Thou hast loved us, love us still.

Anon. in "Hymns for the Young," 1832: verse 2, line 6; verse 4, line 4, alt.

699 IN MEMORIAM (STAINER) 8.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.

1 There's a Friend for lit tle children Above the bright blue sky,

sol-diers To their home on high. Marching through the des-ert, Glad - ly thus we pray,

Still with hearts u- ni- ted, Sing-ing on our way. Brightly gleams our banner,

Point-ing to the sky, Wa -ving on Christ's soldiers To their home on high. A-MEN.