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- Editor: Christopher Shaw (submitted 2013-01-26). Score information: A4, 8 pages, 116 kB Copyright: Personal
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General Information
Title: Strangers and sojourners below
Composer: Benjamin Milgrove
Lyricist: Anonymous
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Hymn
Language: English
Instruments: Organ
First published: 1768 in Sixteen hymns, no.
Description: The general congregation (sometimes divided into men and women) should sing the Air, accompanying harmonies to be taken by the choir.
External websites:
Original text and translations
English text
Strangers and sojourners below,
We travel through this wilderness;
Seeking the promised rest to know
In Christ, the fountain of true bliss.
We seek a place beyond the skies,
An everlasting paradise.
In this pursuit we stand in need
Of daily fresh supplies of grace:
Our souls with manna Christ must feed,
While we his leading footsteps trace:
So shall each pilgrim gladly move
Onward unto his home above.
No earthly joy is worth our stay,
Or struggle for another breath:
These comforts vanish and decay,
And yield no true solace in death:
While others vain delights pursue,
We taste God's love for ever new.
His cross inflicts the deadly blow,
And crucifies each rebel sin:
Peace, love and joy hence richly flow,
And cause sweet melody within:
Dependent on the God of pow'r,
We glory in a suff'ring hour.
The new Jerusalem appears,
Her citizens resplendent shine:
For God hath wiped away her tears,
And filled them with the life divine:
With joy we shall his glory see,
And praise him through eternity.