Songs

I am thinking today of that beautiful land

		
366
					P.M.

1	I am thinking today of that beautiful land 
	I shall reach when the sun goeth down; 
	When through wonderful grace by my Saviour I stand, 
	Will there be any stars in my crown? 

		Will there be any stars, any stars in my crown 
		When at evening the sun goeth down? 
		When I wake with the blest in the mansions of rest 
		Will there be any stars in my crown? 

2	 In the strength of the Lord let me labour and pray, 
	Let me watch as a winner of souls, 
	That bright stars may be mine in the glorious day, 
	When His praise like the sea billow rolls. 

3	Oh,  what joy it will be when His face I behold, 
	Living gems at his feet to lay down! 
	It would sweeten my bliss in the city of gold, 
	Should there be any stars in my crown.

				E.E.Hewitt