| Song | Happy The Saints Whose Lot |
| Album | The Christian Hymn Book |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | A. Campbell And Others |
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| Tags | Happy The Saints Whose Lot |
| Theme(s) | Closing Hymns |
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Happy The Saints Whose Lot Is Cast
Where Oft Is Heard The Gospel Sound;
The Word Is Pleasing To Their Taste,
A Healing Balm For Every Wound.
With Joy They Hasten To The Place
Where They Their Saviour Oft Have Met;
And While They Feast Upon His Grace,
Their Burdens And Their Griefs Forget.
This Favored Lot, My Friends, Is Ours;
May We The Privilege Improve,
And Find These Consecrated Hours
Sweet Earnests Of The Joys Above.
