The Old Songs by E. E. Sanborn

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Apr 9, 1912

The Old Songs

By E. E. Sanborn

By E. E. Sanborn

As I sing these dear old songs, "Let me to Thy bosom fly," "There is a fountain filled with blood," "While the days are going by,"

"There were ninety and nine that safely lay," And "The half has never been told," "I love to tell the story," "As we walk the streets of gold,"

"Will there be any stars in my crown?" "In the year of jubilee," "Shall we meet beyond the river?" "Over there," "O Galilee,"—

My heart is full of rapture, And I rise to "higher ground," While I sing those grand old verses, "I'm homeward, heavenward bound."

We're admonished by the Scriptures, "Praise the Lord," "Praise ye the Lord;" Let us heed the admonition, Praise Him all with one accord.