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    THE
  
  
    HEAVENLY
  
  
    PORT.
  
  
    C.
  
  
    M.
  
    "Thine
  
  
    eyes
  
  
    shall
  
  
    behold
  
  
    the
  
  
    land
  
  
    that
  
  
    is
  
  
    very
  
  
    far
  
  
    off."
  
  
    Isa.
  
  
    33:17.
  
    Samuel
  
  
    Stenett,
  
  
    1787.
  
  
    Key
  
  
    of
  
  
    a
  
  
    Major.
  
    By
  
  
    Eld
  
  
    Edmund
  
  
    Dumas,
  
  
    Aug.
  
  
    8,
  
  
    1859.
  
  
    Alto
  
  
    by
  
  
    S.
  
  
    M.
  
  
    Denson,
  
  
    1911.
  
    1.
  
  
    On
  
  
    Jordan's
  
  
    stormy
  
  
    banks
  
  
    I
  
  
    stand,
  
  
    And
  
  
    cast
  
  
    a
  
  
    wish-ful
  
  
    eye,
  
  
    To
  
  
    Canaan's
  
  
    fair
  
  
    and
  
  
    hap
  
  
    -
  
  
    py
  
  
    land Where
  
  
    my
  
  
    possessions
  
  
    lie.
  
    Chorus:
  
  
    We'll
  
  
    stem
  
  
    the
  
  
    storm,
  
  
    it
  
  
    won't
  
  
    be
  
  
    long,
  
  
    the
  
  
    heav'nly
  
  
    port
  
  
    is
  
  
    nigh,
  
  
    We'll
  
  
    stem
  
  
    the
  
  
    storm,
  
  
    it
  
  
    won't
  
  
    be
  
  
    long,
  
  
    we'll
  
  
    anchor
  
  
    by
  
  
    and
  
  
    by.
  
    2.
  
  
    When
  
  
    shall
  
  
    I
  
  
    reach
  
  
    that
  
  
    happy
  
  
    place
  
  
    And
  
  
    be
  
  
    for
  
  
    -
  
  
    ev
  
  
    -
  
  
    er
  
  
    blest,
  
  
    When
  
  
    shall
  
  
    I
  
  
    see
  
  
    my
  
  
    Father's
  
  
    face,
  
  
    And
  
  
    in
  
  
    his
  
  
    bo-som
  
  
    rest.
  
    This
  
  
    tune
  
  
    was
  
  
    composed
  
  
    by
  
  
    Elder
  
  
    Edmund
  
  
    Dumas
  
  
    1859,
  
  
    for
  
  
    the
  
  
    second
  
  
    appendix
  
  
    of
  
  
    the
  
  
    "Sacred
  
  
    Harp."
  
  
    Dumas
  
  
    assisted
  
  
    in
  
  
    revising the
  
  
    "Sacred
  
  
    Harp,
  
  
    at
  
  
    one
  
    time
  
  
    he
  
  
    was
  
  
    a
  
  
    Primitive
  
  
    Baptist
  
  
    Minister,
  
  
    musician
  
  
    of
  
  
    considerable
  
  
    note;
  
  
    died
  
  
    and
  
  
    buried
  
  
    at
  
  
    Forsyth,
  
  
    Monroe
  
  
    county,
  
  
    Ga.
  
  
    See
  
  
    other
  
  
    sketches
  
  
    of
  
  
    him
  
  
    connected
  
  
    with
  
    his
  
  
    tunes
  
  
    in
  
  
    this
  
  
    volume.
  
    EUREKA.
  
  
    L.
  
  
    M.
  
    "And
  
  
    they
  
  
    were
  
  
    judged
  
  
    every
  
  
    man
  
  
    according
  
  
    to
  
  
    their
  
  
    works."
  
  
    Rev.
  
  
    20:13.
  
    Key
  
  
    of
  
  
    A
  
  
    Minor.
  
    By
  
  
    J.
  
  
    P.
  
  
    Reese.
  
  
    Campmeeting
  
  
    songs,
  
  
    page
  
  
    204.
  
  
    Alto
  
  
    by
  
  
    S.
  
  
    M. Denson,
  
  
    1911.
  
    1.
  
  
    Soon
  
  
    will
  
  
    this
  
  
    mor-tal
  
  
    life
  
  
    be
  
  
    o'er,
  
  
    This
  
  
    bod-y
  
  
    mould
  
  
    -
  
  
    er
  
  
    in
  
  
    -
  
  
    to
  
  
    dust;
  
  
    Na
  
  
    -
  
  
    ked
  
  
    my
  
  
    soul
  
  
    will
  
  
    stand
  
  
    before
  
  
    A
  
  
    God
  
  
    that's
  
  
    ho - ly,
  
  
    pure
  
  
    and
  
  
    just.
  
    2.
  
  
    Its
  
  
    standing
  
  
    doom
  
  
    of
  
  
    bliss
  
  
    or
  
  
    woe,
  
  
    Will
  
  
    from
  
  
    the
  
  
    great
  
  
    I
  
  
    am
  
  
    re-ceive;
  
  
    Up
  
  
    to
  
  
    the
  
  
    realms
  
  
    of
  
  
    glo-ry
  
  
    go,
  
  
    Or
  
  
    in
  
  
    hell's
  
  
    torments
  
  
    ev-er
  
  
    live.
  
    3.
  
  
    Without
  
  
    an
  
  
    int'rest
  
  
    in
  
  
    the
  
  
    blood
  
  
    Of
  
  
    Je-sus
  
  
    shed
  
  
    on
  
  
    Cal-va-ry,
  
  
    We
  
  
    can't
  
  
    escape
  
  
    his
  
  
    venge-ful
  
  
    rod,
  
  
    Howe'er
  
  
    so
  
  
    mor-al
  
  
    here
  
  
    we
  
  
    be
  
    4.
  
  
    A-way
  
  
    then all
  
  
    self-righteousness!
  
  
    My
  
  
    soul
  
  
    from
  
  
    nature's
  
  
    sleep
  
  
    a-rise,
  
  
    Be
  
  
    jus-ti
  
  
    -fied by
  
  
    faith
  
  
    thro'
  
  
    grace,
  
  
    And
  
  
    claim
  
  
    a
  
  
    mansion
  
  
    in
  
  
    the
  
  
    skies.
  
    5.
  
  
    Perfection's
  
  
    height
  
  
    may
  
  
    I
  
  
    ascend,
  
  
    And
  
  
    feel
  
  
    my
  
  
    soul
  
  
    dissolved
  
  
    in
  
  
    love;
  
  
    That
  
  
    when
  
  
    my
  
  
    days
  
  
    be-low
  
  
    shall
  
  
    end,
  
  
    Angels
  
  
    may
  
  
    waft
  
  
    my
  
  
    soul
  
  
    above.
  
    J.
  
  
    P.
  
  
    Reese,
  
  
    composed
  
  
    this
  
  
    tune
  
  
    for
  
  
    the
  
  
    2nd
  
  
    appendix
  
  
    of
  
  
    the
  
  
    "Sacred
  
  
    Harp"
  
  
    in
  
  
    1859.
  
  
    He
  
  
    has
  
  
    a
  
  
    "note"
  
  
    at
  
  
    the
  
  
    heading
  
  
    of
  
  
    this
  
  
    tune
  
  
    which
  
  
    is
  
  
    as
  
  
    follows:
  
  
    "Camp-
  
    meeting
  
  
    Song;
  
  
    alto
  
  
    composed
  
  
    by
  
  
    S.
  
  
    M.
  
  
    Denson,
  
  
    1911.
  
  
    The
  
  
    tune
  
  
    now
  
  
    stands
  
  
    with
  
  
    all
  
  
    of
  
  
    its
  
  
    verses
  
  
    as
  
  
    it
  
  
    was
  
  
    originally
  
  
    composed
  
  
    by
  
  
    Prof.
  
  
    Reese.