The Progress of A Pilgrim- A Journey

  For what is man but dust and ashes, At eventide he withereth, But 'tis God The Maker,  The Lord Eternal,  Who maketh the soul not carnal, Raise o Christian Soul thy heart  To The Heart who loved thee more, For apart from the Heart of God Thy created heart be sore. O Word Who loved and loves us still, Thy Name Name we sing for aye! Thy Name my parched lips may fill, When my soul to Heaven may fly.  O raise thy voices dawn and even, Raise a Prayerful sigh! Nothing can but capture that Heart, But prayer alone that raises thee, Prayer the greatest art. O Christian soul sing thy cry to Heart of Love. And with that song, like a swallow, fly to Heaven above. #thoughtsongod