By Aldo Thomas Ceresa
A C minor folk hymn in multiple modes of time. Composed 2008-13.
Text from John Dobell, 1806.
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Named for the Gramercy neighborhood in Manhattan, where Art Mob rehearsals and meetings are usually held.
Sinner, behold that downward road
Which leads to endless woe;
What multitudes of thoughtless souls,
The road to ruin go!
But yonder see that narrow way
Which leads to endless bliss;
There see a happy, chosen few,
Redeem'd by sov'reign grace.
They from destruction's city came,
To Zion upward tend;
The Bible is their precious guide,
And God himself their friend.
Lord, I would now a pilgrim be;
Guide thou my feet aright;
I would not for ten thousand worlds
Be banish'd from thy sight.
Thou, who didst form the rolling spheres,
And stretch the boundless skies,
O dissipate our gloomy fears,
When doubts and darkness rise.
O may I breathe that heav'nly air,
And feast on joys divine,
And sing and praise my Saviour there,
And in his image shine.