Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone (Benjamin Milgrove)
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- Editor: Christopher Shaw (submitted 2013-01-26). Score information: A4, 3 pages, 70 kB Copyright: Personal
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Title: Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone
Composer: Benjamin Milgrove
Lyricists: John Cennick and Thomas Ken
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Hymn
Language: English
Instruments: Organ
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Description: The general congregation (sometimes divided into men and women) should sing the Air, accompanying harmonies to be taken by the choir.
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Original text and translations
Original text and translations may be found at Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone and Awake, my soul, and with the sun.
English text
Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone, He whom I fix my hopes upon;
His track I see, and I'll pursue The narrow way, til Him I view.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow, Praise him all creatures here below,
Praise him above, ye heavenly host, Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
The way the holy prophets went, The way that leads from banishment,
The king's highway of holiness, I'll go, for all His paths are peace.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow, Praise him all creatures here below,
Praise him above, ye heavenly host, Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
No stranger may proceed therein, No lover of the world and sin;
No lion, no devouring care, No sin nor sorrow shall be there.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow, Praise him all creatures here below,
Praise him above, ye heavenly host, Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
No nothing may go up thereon But trav'lling souls, and I am one:
Wayfaring men, to Canaan bound, Shall only in the Way be found.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow, Praise him all creatures here below,
Praise him above, ye heavenly host, Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
This is the way I long have sought, And mourned because I found it not;
My grief a burden long has been, Because I could not cease from sin.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow, Praise him all creatures here below,
Praise him above, ye heavenly host, Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
The more I strove against its power, I sinned and stumbled but the more;
'Til late I heard my saviour say, "Come hither, soul, I am the way."
Praise God from whom all blessings flow, Praise him all creatures here below,
Praise him above, ye heavenly host, Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
Lo! Glad I come; and Thou, blest Lamb, Shalt take me to Thee, as I am;
Nothing but sin I Thee can give; Nothing but love shall I receive.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow, Praise him all creatures here below,
Praise him above, ye heavenly host, Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
Then will I tell to sinners round, What a dear saviour I have found;
I'll point to Thy redeeming blood, And say, "Behold the way to God."
Praise God from whom all blessings flow, Praise him all creatures here below,
Praise him above, ye heavenly host, Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.