Indexes for The Sacred Harp, 2025 Edition
369 Send a Blessing
Words: John Gambold, 1748
Music: B. F. White and L. L. Ledbetter, 1859. Alto The Sacred Harp, Cooper revision, 1902
Meter: 10s & 11s.
Oh, tell me no more of this world’s vain store;
The time for such trifles with me now is o’er.
A country I found where true joys abound;
To dwell I’m determined on that happy ground.
[chorus]
Send a blessing,
Send a blessing just now.
The souls that believe in paradise live,
And me in that number will Jesus receive;
My soul, don’t delay — He calls thee away;
Rise, follow thy Savior and bless the glad day.
But this I do find: we two are so joined,
He’ll not live in glory and leave me behind;
So this is the race I’m running through grace
Henceforth — till admitted to see my Lord’s face.
The time for such trifles with me now is o’er.
A country I found where true joys abound;
To dwell I’m determined on that happy ground.
[chorus]
Send a blessing,
Send a blessing just now.
The souls that believe in paradise live,
And me in that number will Jesus receive;
My soul, don’t delay — He calls thee away;
Rise, follow thy Savior and bless the glad day.
But this I do find: we two are so joined,
He’ll not live in glory and leave me behind;
So this is the race I’m running through grace
Henceforth — till admitted to see my Lord’s face.