Where the voice of friendship’s heard
Author: John Lyon
Composer: Anon.
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Most common tunes for “Where the voice of friendship’s heard”
This chart shows the tunes that are paired with this text most frequently, in hymnbooks and other collections published by The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. If the text appears with the same tune in multiple editions or translations of the same hymnbook, it is only counted once.
Appearances of “Where the voice of friendship’s heard” over time
This timeline shows which tunes have been used with this text over time, in hymnbooks and other collections published by The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
Copyright status of original text
This text was first published in English, in 1840 or earlier.
Public domain
Earliest source indexed at SingPraises.net: Sacred Hymns (Manchester Hymnal) (1851), no. 51.
Representative lyrics
English (Original Language)
1. Where the voice of friendship’s heard, Sounding like a sweet-toned bird; Where the holy notes inspire, With devotion’s pure desire; Where fond actions speak the soul; Where true love doth all control; Where the sons of God agree, There may all the faithful be.
2. Where the weary find a home; Where the wild deer fearless roam; Where the mellow fruit tree grows; Where the golden harvest flows; Where the bee, the grape and kine Yield their honey, milk and wine; Where the curse from earth shall flee, There may all the faithful be.
3. Where the Temple-block is laid; Where no foe shall e’er invade; Where the Priesthood’s power shall claim All that heaven and earth can name; Where the judge by justice rules; Where the couns’lors are not fools; Where the poor shall judgment see, There may all the faithful be.
4. Where the dew-distilling hills Drop their fatness in the rills; Where the river, lake and stream With their finny myriads teem; Where the shade-trees round the fold Shield from heat and winter’s cold; Where all nature sings with glee, There may all the faithful be.