torsdag 3 januari 2013

Till det härliga land ovan skyn




1. Till det härliga land ovan skyn
vi i tron skådar upp redan här,
ty ett hem, fast fördolt för vår syn,
har vår Jesus berett åt oss där.
//: Om en kort liten tid
får vi mötas på himmelens strand ://

2. Även vi på den ljuvliga strand
skall få sjunga de saligas sång,
när vi, lösta från jordiska band,
får vår Frälsare skåda en gång.
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3. Hos vår älskade Fader och Gud
vi vårt offer och tack lägger ner
för den kärlek han skänker sin brud
och den nåd som han dagligen ger.
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Text: Sanford Fillmore Bennett 1867 (31 år) "There´s a land that is fairer than day", "In the sweet by-and-by", sv. övers. Erik Nyström 1875 (33 år)
Musik: Joseph Philbrick Webster (=Det är saligt på Jesus få tro)



Sanford Fill­more Ben­nett (1836-1898) berättar:

Mr. Webster, like ma­ny mu­si­cians, was of an ex­ceed­ing­ly ner­vous and sen­si­tive na­ture, and sub­ject to per­i­ods of de­press­ion, in which he looked up­on the dark side of all things in life. I had learned his pe­cul­i­ar­i­ties so well that on meet­ing him I could tell at a glance if he was mel­an­cho­ly, and had found that I could rouse him up by giv­ing him a new song to work on.

He came in­to my place of bus­i­ness [in Elk­horn, Wis­con­sin], walked down to the stove, and turned his back on me without speak­ing. I was at my desk. Turn­ing to him, I said, “Webs­ter, what is the mat­ter now?” “It’s no mat­ter,” he re­plied, “it will be all right by and by.” The idea of the hymn came me like a flash of sun­light, and I re­plied, “The Sweet By and By! Why would not that make a good hymn?” “May­be it would,” he said in­dif­fer­ent­ly. Turn­ing to my desk I penned the words of the hymn as fast as I could write. I hand­ed the words to Web­ster. As he read his eyes kin­dled, and stepp­ing to the desk he be­gan writ­ing the notes. Tak­ing his vi­o­lin, he played the mel­o­dy and then jot­ted down the notes of the cho­rus. It was not over thir­ty min­utes from the time I took my pen to write the words be­fore two friends with Web­ster and myself were sing­ing the hymn.



S F Bennett:


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