Scripture Verse

Blessed are those who are invited to the marriage supper of the Lamb. Revelation 19:9

Words: Mrs. V. A. Bel­den, in Gos­pel Songs and Hymns No. 1, ed­it­ed by George B. Hol­sing­er (Bridge­wa­ter, Vir­gin­ia: George B. Hol­sing­er, 1898), num­ber 135, alt.

Music: Ho­bo­ken H. B. Groen­gils (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know Bel­den or Groen­gils’ full name, or where to get good pho­tos of them (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?



How sweet ’twill be at evening,
When all our work is done,
To view the rolling splendor
Of life’s descending sun.
And think that in the morning,
Which soon shall greet our eyes,
No storm clouds of affliction,
Or sorrow e’er shall rise.

How sweet ’twill be in Zion,
With no more to endure—
To know that all our trials
But served to make us pure.
Just as the gold and silver,
Their value to display,
Must first go through the furnace,
To melt the dross away.

How sweet ’twill be in Heaven,
Where endless morn appears,
To meet our friends and know them—
The lost of bygone years.
And with them and the angels,
Whose songs eternal rise,
Sit at the marriage supper—
The banquet of the skies.