Tag Archives: Fannie Crosby

The Gospel Call ~ Hymn

The Gospel Call

Wake! and hear the Gos­pel trum­pet,
With a loud and ear­nest call,
Sounding forth the joy­ful tid­ings;
Full sal­va­tion free to all.

Refrain

Swell the song, pro­claim the sto­ry,
Let the joy­ful echo ring;
Jesus died the world to ran­som,
Jesus lives, our priest and king.

Wake! and hear the Gos­pel, tell­ing
What re­deem­ing grace has done;
To a feast of love and mer­cy,
Jesus wel­comes ev­ery one.

Refrain

Wake! and hear the Gos­pel man­date,
Fight against the host of sin;
Join the ranks that now are march­ing,
Precious souls for Christ to win.

Refrain

Wake! and hear the Gos­pel pro­mise,
Unto those that faith­ful prove,
I will give them life eter­nal,
They shall dwell with Me in love.

Refrain

Words: Fanny Crosby, 1888.

A Few More Marchings Weary ~ Hymn

 

A Few More Marchings Weary

A few more march­ings wea­ry,
Then we’ll ga­ther home!
A few more storm clouds drea­ry,
Then we’ll ga­ther home!
A few more days the cross to bear,
And then with Christ a crown to wear;
A few more march­ings wea­ry,
Then we’ll ga­ther home!

Refrain

O’er time’s ra­pid riv­er,
Soon we’ll rest for­ev­er;
No more march­ings weary
When we ga­ther home!

A few more nights of weep­ing,
Then we’ll ga­ther home!
A few more watch­es keep­ing,
Then we’ll ga­ther home!
A few more vic­t’ries ov­er sin,
A few more sheaves to ga­ther in,
A few more march­ings wea­ry,
Then we’ll ga­ther home!

Refrain

A few more sweet links brok­en,
Then we’ll ga­ther home!
A few more kind words spok­en,
Then we’ll ga­ther home!
A few more part­ings on the strand,
And then away to Ca­naan’s land:
A few more march­ings wea­ry,
Then we’ll ga­ther home!

Refrain

Words: Fanny Crosby, 1882.

After the Mist and Shadow ~ Hymn

After the Mist and Shadow

After the mist and shadow,
After the dreary night,
After the sleepless watching,
Cometh the morning light;
Beautiful, soft and tender,
Leading the soul along,
Over the silent river,
Into the land of song.

After the thorny pathway,
After the storms we meet,
After the heart’s deep longing,
Joy and communion sweet;
After the weary conflict,
Rest in the Savior’s love,
Over the silent river,
Safe in the home above.

After the cares and trials,
After the toils and tears,
After the time of sowing,
Reaping thro’ endless years;
After the pilgrim journey,
Rapture that ne’er shall cease,
Over the silent river,
Rest in the land of peace.

Words: Fanny Crosby