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Jerusalem the golden

Author: Bernard of Cluny Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #614 (1913) Topics: The Last Things The Heavenly Home; The Last Things The Heavenly Home Lyrics: 1 Jerusalem the golden, With milk anthyyour contemplation Sink heart and voice opprest, I know not, O I know not, What joys await us there; What radiancy of glory, What bliss beyond compare. 2 They stand, those halls of Zion, All jubilant with song, And bright with many an angel, And all the martyr throng; The Prince is ever in them, The daylight is serene, The pastures of the blessed Are decked in glorious sheen. 3 There is the throne of David; And there, from care released, The song of them that triumph, The shout of them that feast; And they who with their leader Have conquered in the fight, For ever and for ever Are clad in robes of white. 4 O sweet and blessed country, The home of God's elect! O sweet and blessed country That eager hearts expect! Jesus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest; Who art, with God the Father And Spirit, ever blest. Tune Title: [Jerusalem the golden]

Jerusalem, Thou City Fair and High

Author: Catherine Winkworth; Johann M. Meyfart Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnal #619 (1941) Meter: 10.6.10.6.7.6.7.6 Topics: The Last Things Life Everlasting Lyrics: 1 Jerusalem, thou city fair and high, Would God I were in thee! My longing heart fain, fain, to thee would fly, It will not stay with me. Far over vale and mountain, Far over field and plain, It hastes to seek its Fountain And leave this world of pain. 2 O happy day and yet far happier hour, When wilt thou come at last, When fearless to my Father's love and pow'r, Whose promise standeth fast, My soul I gladly render? For surely will His hand Lead her with guidance tender To heav'n, her fatherland. 3 A moment's space, and gently, wondrously, Released from earthly ties, Elijah's chariot bears her up to thee, Thro' all these lower skies To yonder shining regions, While down to meet her come The blessed angel legions And bid her welcome home. 4 O Zion, hail! Bright city, now unfold The gates of grace to me. How many a time I longed for thee of old Ere yet I was set free From yon dark life of sadness, Yon world of shadowy naught, And God had given the gladness, The heritage, I sought! 5 What glorious throng and what resplendent host Comes sweeping swiftly down? The chosen ones on earth who wrought the most, The Church's brightest crown, Our Lord hath set to meet me, As in the far-off years Their words oft came to greet me In yonder land of tears. 6 The partiarchs' and prophets' noble train, With all Christ's followers true, Who bore the cross and could the worst disdain That tyrants dared to do, I see them shine forever, All-glorious as the sun, Mid light that fadeth never, Their perfect freedom won. 7 And when within that lovely Paradise At last I safely dwell, What songs of bliss shall from my lips arise, What joy my tongue shall tell, While all the saints are singing Hosannas o'er and o'er, Pure hallelujahs ringing Around me evermore! 8 Unnumbered choirs before the shining throne Their joyful anthems raise Till heaven's glad halls are echoing with the tone Of that great hymn of praise And all its host rejoices, And all its blessed throng Unite their myriad voices In one eternal song. Amen. Scripture: Matthew 17:1-2 Languages: English Tune Title: JERUSALEM, DU HOCHGEBUATED STADT

For Me to Live Is Jesus

Author: Catherine Winkworth; Unknown; Unknown Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnal #597 (1941) Meter: 7.6.7.6 Topics: The Last Things Death and Burial Lyrics: 1 For me to live is Jesus, To die is gain for me; Then, whensoe'er He pleases, I meet death willingly. 2 For Christ, my Lord and Brother, I leave this world so dim And gladly seek that other, Where I shall be with Him. 3 My woes are nearly over, Tho' long and dark the road; My sin His merits cover, And I have peace with God. 4 Lord, when my pow'rs are failing, My breath comes heavily, And words are unavailing. Oh, hear my sighs to Thee! 5 When mind and thought, 0 Savior, Are flickering like a light That to and fro doth waver Ere 'tis extinguished quite, 6 In that last hour, oh, grant me To slumber soft and still, No doubts to vex or haunt me, Safe anchored on Thy will; 7 And so to Thee still cleaving Through all death's agony, To fall asleep believing And wake in heaven with Thee. 8 Amen! Thou, Christ, my Savior, Wilt grant this unto me. Thy Spirit lead me ever That I fare happily. Amen. Scripture: Philippians 1:21 Languages: English Tune Title: CHRISTUS, DER IST MEIN

Who knows how near my life's expended?

Author: Emilie Juliane of Schwartzburg-Rudolstadt Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #579 (1913) Meter: 9.8.9.8.8.8 Topics: The Last Things Preparation for Death Lyrics: 1 Who knows how near my life's expended? Time flies, and death is hasting on, How soon, my term of trial ended Death may be here and life be gone. My God, for Jesus' sake, I pray Thy peace may bless my dying day. 2 My many sins! O veil them over With merits of Thy dying Son! I here Thy richest grace discover, Here find I peace, and here alone; My God, for Jesus' sake, I pray thy peace may bless my dying day. 3 His bleeding wounds give me assurance That Thy free mercy will abide; Here strength I find for death's endurance, And hope for all I need beside: My God, for Jesus' sake, I pray Thy peace may bless my dying day. 4 Naught shall my soul from Jesus sever, Nor life, nor death; things high nor low; I take Him as my Lord forever, My future trust, as He is now; My God, for Jesus' sake, I pray Thy peace may bless my dying day. Tune Title: [Who knows how near my life's expended?]

Asleep in Jesus! Blessed Sleep

Author: Margaret Mackay Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnal #587 (1941) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Last Things Death and Burial Lyrics: 1 Asleep, in Jesus! Blessed sleep, From which none ever wakes to weep; A calm and undisturbed repose, Unbroken by the last of foes. 2 Asleep in Jesus! Oh, how sweet To be for such a slumber meet, With holy confidence to sing That death has lost his venomed sting! 3 Asleep in Jesus! Peaceful rest, Whose waking is supremely blest; No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour That manifests the Savior's pow'r. 4 Asleep in Jesus! Oh, for me May such a blissful refuge be! Securely shall my ashes lie And wait the summons from on high. Amen. Scripture: 1 Thessalonians 4:14 Languages: English Tune Title: REST

Who Knows when Death May Overtake Me

Author: Ämilie Juliane Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnal #598 (1941) Meter: 9.8.9.8.8.8 Topics: The Last Things Death and Burial First Line: Who knows when death may overtake me! Scripture: Psalm 90:12 Languages: English Tune Title: WER WEISS, WIE NAHE

A Pilgrim and a Stranger

Author: Paul Gerhardt; Jane Borthwick Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnal #586 (1941) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Topics: The Last Things Death and Burial Lyrics: 1 A pilgrim and a stranger, I journey here below; Far distant is my country, The home to which I go. Here I must toil and travail, Oft weary and opprest, But there my God shall lead me To everlasting rest. 2 I've met with storms and danger E'en from my early years, With enemies and conflicts, With fightings and with fears. There's nothing here that tempts me To wish a longer stay, So I must hasten forward, No halting or delay. 3 It is a well-worn pathway; A host has gone before, The holy saints and prophets, The patriarchs of yore. They trod the toilsome journey In patience and in faith; And them I fain would follow, Like them in life and death. 4 Who would share Abraham's blessing Must Abraham's path pursue, A stranger and a pilgrim, Like him, must journey thro'. The foes must be encountered, The dangers must be passed; A faithful soldier only Receives the crown at last. 5 So I must hasten forward-- Thank God, the end will come! This land of passing shadows Is not my destined home. That evermore abideth, The everlasting city, Jerusalem above, This evermore abideth, The home of light and love. 6 There still my thoughts are dwelling, 'Tis there I long to be; Come, Lord, and call Thy servant To blessedness with Thee. Come, bid my toils be ended, Let all my wand'rings cease; Call from the wayside lodging To Thy sweet home of peace. 7 There I shall dwell forever, No more a parting guest, With all Thy blood-bought children In everlasting rest, The pilgrim toils forgotten, The pilgrim conflicts o'er, All earthly griefs behind me, Eternal joys before. Amen. Scripture: Psalm 89:12 Languages: English Tune Title: HERZLICH TUT MICH

Why Do We Mourn Departing Friends

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnal #593 (1941) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Last Things Death and Burial Lyrics: 1 Why do we mourn departing friends Or shake at death’s alarms? ’Tis but the voice that Jesus sends To call them to His arms. 2 Are we not tending upward, too, As fast as time can move? Nor would we wish the hours more slow To keep us from our Love. 3 Why should we tremble to convey Their bodies to the tomb? There the dear flesh of Jesus lay And scattered all the gloom. 4 The graves of all His saints He blest And softened ev'ry bed. Where should the dying members rest But with the dying Head? 5 Thence He arose, ascending high, And showed our feet the way. Up to the Lord, we, too, shall fly, At the great rising-day. 6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound And bid our kindred rise: Awake, ye nations under ground! Ye saints, ascend the skies! Amen. Scripture: Mark 5:39 Languages: English Tune Title: DOMINE, CLAMAVI

This Body in the Grave We Lay

Author: William M. Czmanske; Michael Weisse; Unknown Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnal #596 (1941) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Last Things Death and Burial Scripture: John 5:24 Languages: English Tune Title: NUN LASST UNS DEN LEIB

Day of Wrath, O Day of Mourning

Author: William J. Irons; Thomas de Celano Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnal #607 (1941) Meter: 8.8.8 Topics: The Last Things Judgment First Line: Day of wrath, O day of mourning Lyrics: 1 Day of wrath, O day of mourning! See fulfilled the Prophets' warning, Heav'n and earth in ashes burning. 2 Oh, what fear man's bosom rendeth When from heav'n the Judge descendeth On whose sentence all dependeth! 3 Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth, Thro' earth's sepulchers it ringeth, All before the throne it bringeth. 4 Death is struck and nature quaking; All creation is awaking, To its Judge an answer making. 5 Lo, the book, exactly worded, Wherein all hath been recorded; Thence shall judgment be awarded. 6 When the Judge his seat attaineth And each hidden deed arraigneth, Nothing unavenged remaineth. 7 What shall I, frail man, be pleading? Who for me be interceding When the just are mercy needing? 8 King of majesty tremendous, Who dost free salvation send us, Fount of pity, then befriend us! 9 Think, good Jesus, my salvation Cost Thy wondrous incarnation; Leave me not to reprobation! 10 Faint and weary Thou hast sought me, On the cross of suffering bought me; Shall such grace be vainly brought me? 11 Righteous Judge, for sin's pollution Grant thy gift of absolution Ere that day of retribution! 12 Guilty, now I pour my moaning, All my shame with anguish owning; Spare, O God, Thy suppliant groaning! 13 From that sinful woman shriven, From the dying thief forgiven, Thou to me a hope hast given. 14 Worthless are my prayers and sighing; Yet, good Lord, in grace complying, Rescue me from fires undying! 15 With Thy favored sheep, oh, place me! Nor among the goats abase me, But to Thy right hand upraise me. 16 While the wicked are confounded, Doomed to flames of woe unbounded, Call me, with Thy saints surrounded. 17 Low I kneel with heart-submission, See, like ashes, my contrition; Help me in my last condition! 18 Day of sorrow, day of weeping, When, in dust no longer sleeping, Man awakes in Thy dread keeping! 19 To the rest Thou didst prepare me On Thy cross; O Christ, upbear me! Spare, O God, in mercy spare me! Amen. Scripture: Zephaniah 1:15-16 Languages: English Tune Title: DIES IRAE