Fellowship Hall

On the top of Mt.Zion is a city And the earth with glory it doth fill:
I shall look on its beauty in the morning

When I reach that city on the hill, Oh, that city on Mt Zion, Tho a pilgrim, yet I love thee still; I'll not leave thee through the ages

I'm invited to come home to that city, For the Word says "Whosoever will"
And I'll find there a mansion for me waiting

When I reach that city on the hill, Oh, that city on Mt Zion, Tho a pilgrim, yet I love thee still; I'll not leave thee through the ages

Death will never molest me in that city, Never leave me lying cold and chill;
But I'll enter to live up there forever

When I reach that city on the hill, Oh, that city on Mt Zion, Tho a pilgrim, yet I love thee still; I'll not leave thee through the ages

So I'll stay here until my Savior calls me, Trying daily to perform His will;
Then He'll say unto me  "Well done" up yonder

When I reach that city on the hill, Oh, that city on Mt Zion, Tho a pilgrim, yet I love thee still; I'll not leave thee through the ages

There's a country far beyond the starry sky, There's a city where there never comes a night;  If we're faithful we shall go there by and by, Tis the city where the lamb is the light.

In that city where the Lamb is the light (beautiful light) The city where there cometh no night (no more night) I've a mansion over there And when free from toil and care, I am going where the Lamb is the light.

Here we have our days of sunshine but we know, That the sun which shines upon us not so bright, Will be changed to clouds and rain until we go, To the city where the Lamb is the light.

In that city where the Lamb is the light (beautiful light) The city where there cometh no night (no more night) I've a mansion over there And when free from toil and care, I am going where the Lamb is the light.

There the flowers bloom forever and the day, Shall be one eternal day without a night;  And our tears shall be forever wiped away, In that city where the Lamb is the light.

In that city where the Lamb is the light (beautiful light) The city where there cometh no night (no more night) I've a mansion over there And when free from toil and care, I am going where the Lamb is the light.

Here we have our disappointments all the while, And our fondest hopes but meet with bitter blight;  Tho by night we weep the morning brings a smile, In that city where the Lamb is the light.

In that city where the Lamb is the light (beautiful light) The city where there cometh no night (no more night) I've a mansion over there And when free from toil and care, I am going where the Lamb is the light.

Then let sunlight fade let twilight bring it's gloom, Not a shadow can my blissful soul affright; For I know that up in heaven there is room, In that city where the Lamb is the light.

In that city where the Lamb is the light (beautiful light) The city where there cometh no night (no more night) I've a mansion over there And when free from toil and care, I am going where the Lamb is the light.

I will meet you in the morn-ing, by the bright, riv-er side, When all sor-row has drift-ed a-way; I'll be standing at the por-tals, when the gates o-pen wide, At the close of life's long, dreary day.

Meet you in the morn-ing, meet you in the morning, with a "How do you do," and we'll sit down by the river, and with rapture auld acquaintance renew; Know me in the morning by the smiles that I wear, When I meet you in the morning, In the city that is built four square.

I will meet you in the morn-ing, in the sweet by and by, And exchange the old cross for a crown; There will be no disappointments and no-body shall die, In that land where the sun goeth down.

Meet you in the morn-ing, meet you in the morning, with a "How do you do," and we'll sit down by the river, and with rapture auld acquaintance renew; Know me in the morning by the smiles that I wear, When I meet you in the morning, In the city that is built four square.

I will meet you in the morn-ing , at the end of the way, On the streets of that ci-ty of gold; Where we all can be to-geth-er and be hap-py for aye, While the years and the a-ges shall roll.

Meet you in the morn-ing, meet you in the morning, with a "How do you do," and we'll sit down by the river, and with rapture auld acquaintance renew; Know me in the morning by the smiles that I wear, When I meet you in the morning, In the city that is built four square.

I'm in the way, the bright and shin-ing way, I'm in the glo-ry-land way;
Tell-ing the world that Je-sus saves to-day, Yes,

I'm in the glo-ry-land way.      I'm in the glory land way,  I'm in the glory land way; Heaven is nearer and the way groweth clearer, For I'm in the glo-ry-land way.

List to the call, the gos-pel call to-day, Get in the glo-ry-land way;
Wan-d'rers come home, O hast-en to o-bey, For

I'm in the glo-ry-land way.      I'm in the glory land way,  I'm in the glory land way; Heaven is nearer and the way groweth clearer, For I'm in the glo-ry-land way.

On-ward I go, re-joic-ing in His love, I'm in the glo-ry-land way;
Soon I shall see Him in that home a-bove, O

I'm in the glo-ry-land way.      I'm in the glory land way,  I'm in the glory land way; Heaven is nearer and the way groweth clearer, For I'm in the glo-ry-land way.

All a-long on the road to the soul's  true abode, There's an Eye watching you;
Every step that you take this great Eye is a-wake,

There's an Eye watching you, watching you, watching you, Every day mind the course you pursue; Watching you, watching you, There's an all seeing Eye watching you.

As you make life's great light,keep the path-way of right, There's and Eye watching you;
God will warn not to go in the path of the foe,

There's an Eye watching you, watching you, watching you, Every day mind the course you pursue; Watching you, watching you, There's an all seeing Eye watching you.

Fix your mind on the goal, that sweet home of the soul, There's and Eye watching you;
Never turn from the way to the king-dom of day,

There's an Eye watching you, watching you, watching you, Every day mind the course you pursue; Watching you, watching you, There's an all seeing Eye watching you.

Cen-tral's nev-er "busy," Always on the line; You may hear from heav-en
Al-most an-y time; 'Tis a roy-al serv-ice, Free for one and all
When you get in trou-ble, Give this roy-al line a call.

Tel-e-phone to glo-ry, O what joy di-vine!
I can feel the cur-rent moving on the line;
Built by God the Fa-ther for His loved and own,
We may talk to Je-sus thru this roy-al tel-e-phone.

There will be no charg-es, Tel-e-phone is free; It was built for serv-ice,
Just for you and me; There will be no wait-ing
On this roy-al line  Tel-e-phone to glo-ry,
Al-ways answers just in time.

Tel-e-phone to glo-ry, O what joy di-vine!
I can feel the cur-rent moving on the line;
Built by God the Fa-ther for His loved and own,
We may talk to Je-sus thru this roy-al tel-e-phone.

Fail to get your ans-wer? Sa-tan's crossed your wire
By some strong de-lu-sion  Or some base de-sire;
Take a-way ob-struc-tions God is on the throne
And you'll get the answer Thru the roy-al tel-e-phone.

Tel-e-phone to glo-ry, O what joy di-vine!
I can feel the cur-rent moving on the line;
Built by God the Fa-ther for His loved and own,
We may talk to Je-sus thru this roy-al tel-e-phone.

If your line is "ground-ed," And con-nec-tion true
Has been lost with Je-sus, Tell you what to do;
Pray'r and faith and prom-ise mend the brok-en wire,
Till your soul is burn-ing, With the Pen-te-cos-tal fire.

Tel-e-phone to glo-ry, O what joy di-vine!
I can feel the cur-rent moving on the line;
Built by God the Fa-ther for His loved and own,
We may talk to Je-sus thru this roy-al tel-e-phone.

Car-nal com-bi-na-tions  Can-not get con-trol
Of this line to glo-ry, Anchored in the son!
Storm and tri-al can-not Dis-connect the line,
Held in constant keeping  By the Father's hand di-vine.

Tel-e-phone to glo-ry, O what joy di-vine!
I can feel the cur-rent moving on the line;
Built by God the Fa-ther for His loved and own,
We may talk to Je-sus thru this roy-al tel-e-phone.

'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, Just to take Him at His word, Just to rest upon His promise;Just to know "Thus saith the Lord."

Je-sus, Je-sus, how I trust Him, How I've proved Him o're and o're! Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus! O for grace to trust Him more.

O how sweet to trust in Jesus, Just to trust His cleansing blood; Just in simple faith to plunge me Neath the healing, cleansing flood.

Je-sus, Je-sus, how I trust Him, How I've proved Him o're and o're! Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus! O for grace to trust Him more.

Yes, tis sweet to trust in Jesus, Just from sin and self to cease;  Just from Jesus simply taking Life and rest and joy and peace.

Je-sus, Je-sus, how I trust Him, How I've proved Him o're and o're! Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus! O for grace to trust Him more.

I'm so glad I learned to trust Thee, Precious Jesus, Savior, Friend;  And I know that Thou art with me, Wilt be with me to the end.

Je-sus, Je-sus, how I trust Him, How I've proved Him o're and o're! Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus! O for grace to trust Him more.

Once my soul was astray from the heavenly way, I was wretched and vile as could be; But my Savior in love gave me peace from above.

When He reached down His hand for me; I was lost and undone, without God's Holy Son, When my Savior reached down for me.

I was near to despair when He came to me there, And He showed me that I could be free; Then He lifted my feet, gave me gladness complete,

When He reached down His hand for me; I was lost and undone, without God's Holy Son, When my Savior reached down for me.

How my heart does rejoice when I hear His sweet voice, Thru the tempests, to Him I now flee; Now I lean on His arm, for He saved me from harm,

When He reached down His hand for me; I was lost and undone, without God's Holy Son, When my Savior reached down for me.

On the cross of Calvary our blessed Savior died, Gave His life to save the world from loss; In His pain and agony for every sin to hide, Shed the blood that stained the old rugged cross.

Twas His blood, His precious blood that stained the old rugged cross, Twas His love that paid the awful cost; O soul so far astray, come and plunge today In the blood that stained the old rugged cross.

To the cross, the rugged cross they nailed His precious hands And in death He fully paid the cost, There is pardon in His love for every one that stands For the blood that stained the old rugged cross.

Twas His blood, His precious blood that stained the old rugged cross, Twas His love that paid the awful cost; O soul so far astray, come and plunge today In the blood that stained the old rugged cross.

What an awful death He died to pardon you and me, All alone in agony He tossed, And a world once lost in sin can now be wholly free By the blood that stained the old rugged cross.

Twas His blood, His precious blood that stained the old rugged cross, Twas His love that paid the awful cost; O soul so far astray, come and plunge today In the blood that stained the old rugged cross.

Look away from the cross to the glittering crown, from your cares weary one look away; There'sa home for the soul, where no sorrow can come And where pleasures will never decay.

Look away, look away, From the cross to the glittering crown, Look away,look away, From the cross to the glittering crown.

Tho' the burdens of life may be heavy to bear, And your crosses and trials severe;There's a beautiful hand that is beckoning come And no heartaches and sighings are there.

Look away, look away, From the cross to the glittering crown, Look away,look away, From the cross to the glittering crown.

Mid the conflicts, the battles, the struggles and strife,Bravely onward your journey pursue; Look away from the cross to the glittering crown That's awauting in heaven for you.

Look away, look away, From the cross to the glittering crown, Look away,look away, From the cross to the glittering crown.

There is a song in my heart today,Something I never had; Jesus has taken my sins away,O say,but I'm glad!

O say, but I'm glad, I'm glad, O say, but I'm glad! Jesus has come and my cups over run, O say, but I'm glad!

Wonderful, marvelous love He brings, Into a heart that's sad; Thru darkest tunnels the soul just sings, O say, but I'm glad!

O say, but I'm glad, I'm glad, O say, but I'm glad! Jesus has come and my cups over run, O say, but I'm glad!

We have a fellowship rich and sweet, Tongue can ne'er re-late; Living in Him is a blessed treat, O say, but I'm glad!

O say, but I'm glad, I'm glad, O say, but I'm glad! Jesus has come and my cups over run, O say, but I'm glad!

Won't you come to Him with all your care, Weary and worn and sad; You, too, will sing as His love you share, O say, but I'm glad!

O say, but I'm glad, I'm glad, O say, but I'm glad! Jesus has come and my cups over run, O say, but I'm glad!