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    SWEET
  
  
    HEAVEN.
  
  
    L.
  
  
    M.
  
    "Ask
  
  
    and
  
  
    it
  
  
    shall
  
  
    be
  
  
    given
  
  
    you."
  
  
    Math,
  
  
    7-7
  
    Key
  
  
    of
  
  
    F.
  
  
    Minor,
  
    E.
  
  
    L.
  
  
    King,
  
  
    1850.
  
  
    Alto
  
  
    by
  
  
    S.
  
  
    M.
  
  
    Denson
  
  
    1911.
  
    The
  
  
    Lord
  
  
    who
  
  
    built
  
  
    the
  
  
    earth
  
  
    and
  
  
    sky,
  
  
    In
  
  
    mercy
  
  
    stoops
  
  
    to
  
  
    hear
  
  
    thy
  
  
    cry
  
    His
  
  
    promise
  
  
    all
  
  
    may
  
  
    freely
  
  
    claim,
  
  
    Ask,
  
  
    and
  
  
    receive
  
  
    in
  
  
    Jesus'
  
  
    name,
  
  
    Oh,
  
  
    heaven,
  
  
    sweet
  
  
    heaven,
  
  
    when
  
  
    shall
  
  
    I
  
  
    see?
  
  
    Oh
  
  
    when
  
  
    shall
  
  
    I
  
  
    get
  
  
    there?
  
    See
  
  
    History
  
  
    of
  
  
    E,
  
  
    L.
  
  
    King
  
  
    under
  
  
    Reverential
  
  
    Anthem
  
  
    page
  
  
    234,
  
  
    see
  
  
    the
  
  
    sketches
  
  
    about
  
  
    E.
  
  
    J.
  
  
    King,
  
  
    author
  
  
    of
  
  
    this
  
  
    tune
  
  
    in
  
  
    the
  
  
    Christian
  
  
    Harmony,
  
  
    by
  
  
    Walker,
  
  
    page
  
    330,
  
  
    under
  
  
    Fulfilment.
  
  
    This
  
  
    beautiful
  
  
    old
  
  
    tune
  
  
    was
  
  
    set
  
  
    to
  
  
    music
  
  
    by
  
  
    E.
  
  
    J.
  
  
    King,
  
  
    junior
  
  
    author
  
  
    of
  
  
    the
  
  
    "Sacred
  
  
    Harp,"
  
  
    who
  
  
    died
  
  
    a
  
  
    few
  
  
    weeks
  
  
    after
  
  
    its
  
  
    publication,
  
  
    in
  
    1844
  
  
    much
  
  
    lamented
  
  
    by
  
  
    his
  
  
    Christain
  
  
    brethren
  
  
    and
  
  
    musical
  
  
    friends!
  
    TRAVELING
  
  
    PILGRIM
  
  
    L.
  
  
    M.
  
    "Man
  
  
    goeth
  
  
    to
  
  
    his
  
  
    long
  
  
    sought
  
  
    home,
  
  
    Ec.
  
  
    12-5.
  
    S.
  
  
    H.
  
  
    R.
  
  
    Key
  
  
    of
  
  
    E,
  
  
    Minor,
  
    H,
  
  
    S.
  
  
    Reese.
  
  
    1850.
  
  
    Alto
  
  
    by
  
  
    S.
  
  
    M.
  
  
    Denson,
  
  
    1911'
  
    1.
  
  
    Farewell
  
  
    vain
  
  
    world,
  
  
    I'm
  
  
    going
  
  
    home,
  
  
    Where
  
  
    there's
  
  
    no
  
  
    more
  
  
    stormy
  
  
    clouds
  
  
    to
  
  
    rise.
  
    My
  
  
    Saviour
  
  
    smiles
  
  
    and
  
  
    bids
  
  
    me
  
  
    come,
  
  
    Where
  
  
    ther's
  
  
    no
  
  
    more
  
  
    stormy
  
  
    clouds
  
  
    to
  
  
    rise.
  
  
    To
  
  
    the
  
  
    land,
  
  
    To
  
  
    the
  
  
    land,
  
  
    To
  
  
    the
  
  
    land
  
  
    I
  
  
    am
  
  
    bound
  
  
    Where
  
  
    there's
  
  
    no
  
  
    stormy
  
  
    (clouds
  
  
    to
  
  
    rise,
  
    2.
  
  
    Sweet
  
  
    angels
  
  
    beckon
  
  
    me
  
  
    away,
  
  
    Where
  
  
    there's
  
  
    no
  
  
    more
  
  
    stormy
  
  
    clouds
  
  
    to
  
  
    rise.
  
  
    To
  
  
    the
  
  
    land,
  
  
    To
  
  
    the
  
  
    land,
  
  
    To
  
  
    the
  
  
    land
  
  
    I
  
  
    am
  
  
    bound
  
  
    Where
  
  
    there's
  
  
    no
  
  
    more
  
  
    stormy
  
  
    (cloud
  
  
    to
  
  
    rise
  
    To
  
  
    sing
  
  
    God's
  
  
    praise
  
  
    in
  
  
    endless
  
  
    day,
  
  
    Where
  
  
    there's
  
  
    no
  
  
    more
  
  
    stormy
  
  
    clouds
  
  
    to
  
  
    rise.
  
    Rev.
  
  
    H.
  
  
    S.
  
  
    Reese
  
  
    was
  
  
    born
  
  
    in
  
  
    Jasper
  
  
    County,
  
  
    Ga.,
  
  
    1827,
  
  
    and
  
  
    is
  
  
    now
  
  
    living
  
  
    at
  
  
    Turin
  
  
    Ga.
  
  
    He
  
  
    is
  
  
    a
  
  
    minister
  
  
    of
  
  
    the
  
  
    Missionary
  
  
    Baptist
  
  
    church,
  
  
    and
  
  
    has
  
  
    been
  
  
    preaching
  
    over
  
  
    fifty-five
  
  
    years;
  
  
    has
  
  
    baptized
  
  
    thousands
  
  
    of
  
  
    people,
  
  
    and
  
  
    has
  
  
    married
  
  
    hundreds
  
  
    of
  
  
    couples.
  
  
    He
  
  
    is
  
  
    a
  
  
    twin
  
  
    brother
  
  
    of
  
  
    Professor
  
  
    J.
  
  
    P.
  
  
    Reese,
  
  
    deceased.
  
  
    He
  
  
    contributed
  
    fourteen
  
  
    tunes
  
  
    to
  
  
    the
  
  
    "Sacred
  
  
    Harp,"
  
  
    and
  
  
    composed
  
  
    a
  
  
    numher
  
  
    of
  
  
    other
  
  
    first-class
  
  
    tunes.
  
  
    The
  
  
    first
  
  
    tune
  
  
    he
  
  
    composed
  
  
    was
  
  
    "Traveling
  
  
    Pilgrim,"
  
  
    He
  
  
    wrote
  
  
    "Some
  
    Day,"
  
  
    in
  
  
    his
  
  
    eighty
  
  
    third
  
  
    year,
  
  
    and
  
  
    says;
  
  
    "I
  
  
    love
  
  
    music."
  
  
    and
  
  
    would
  
  
    leave
  
  
    a
  
  
    legacy
  
  
    of
  
  
    sweet
  
  
    music
  
  
    to
  
  
    be
  
  
    sung
  
  
    by
  
  
    others.
  
  
    When
  
  
    this
  
  
    faltering
  
  
    tongue
  
  
    is
  
  
    silent
  
  
    in
  
  
    the
  
    Grave,
  
  
    yet
  
  
    in
  
  
    heaven,
  
  
    music
  
  
    will
  
  
    be
  
  
    my
  
  
    eternal
  
  
    theme-',
  
  
    The
  
  
    words
  
  
    were
  
  
    arranged
  
  
    to
  
  
    the
  
  
    tune
  
  
    by
  
  
    Prof.
  
  
    Reese.