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Though in midst of life we be

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #384 (1893) Meter: 7.6.8.9.5 Topics: Death and Burial Lyrics: 1 THOUGH in midst of life we be, Snares of death surround us; Where shall we for succor flee, Lest our foes confound us? To Thee alone, our Saviour. We mourn our grievous sin which hath Stirred the fire of Thy fierce wrath. Holy and gracious God! Holy and mighty God! Holy and all-merciful Saviour! Eternal Lord God! Save us now from sinking In the bitter pains of death. O Lord, have mercy! 2 While in midst of death we be, Hell's grim jaws o'ertake us; Who from such distress will free, Who secure will make us? Thou only, Lord, canst do it! It moves Thy tender heart to see Our great sin and misery. Holy and gracious God! Holy and mighty God! Holy and all-merciful Saviour Eternal Lord God! Let not hell dismay us With its everlasting fire. O Lord, have mercy! 3 Into hell's fierce agony Sin doth headlong drive us; Where shall we for succor flee, Who, O who will hide us? Thou, O Lord Christ, Thou only! Thy precious blood was shed to win Peace and pardon for our sin. Holy and gracious God! Holy and mighty God! Holy and all-merciful Saviour. Eternal Lord God! From the true faith's comfort Let us never fall away. O Lord, have mercy! Languages: English

Now lay we calmly in the grave

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnal #449 (1880) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Consummation Death and Burial Lyrics: 1 Now lay we calmly in the grave This form, whereof no doubt we have That it shall rise again that day, In glorious triumph o'er decay. 2 And so to earth again we trust What came from dust, and turns to dust, And from the dust shall surely rise When the last trumpet fills the skies. 3 His soul is living now in God, Whose grace his pardon hath bestowed, Who through His Son redeemed him here From bonds of Satan, sin, and fear. 4 His trials and his griefs are past; A blessed end is his at last; He bore Christ's yoke and did His will, And though he died he liveth still. 5 He lives where none do mourn and weep, And calmly shall this body sleep, Till God shall death himself destroy, And raise it into glorious joy. 6 He suffered pain and grief below, Christ heals him now from all his woe; For him hath endless joy begun; He shines in glory like the sun. 7 Then let us leave him to his rest, And homeward turn, for he is blest; And we must well our souls prepare, When death shall come, to meet him there. 8 So help us, Christ, our Hope in loss; Thou hast redeemed us by Thy cross From endless death and misery; We praise, we bless, we worship Thee! Languages: English

Now lay we calmly in the grave

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #538 (1918) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Death and Burial Lyrics: 1 Now lay we calmly in the grave This form, whereof no doubt we have That it shall rise again that day, In glorious triumph o'er decay. 2 And so to earth again we trust What came from dust and turns to dust, And from the dust shall surely rise, When the last trumpet fills the skies. 3 His soul forever lives in God, Whose grace his pardon hath bestowed, Who through His Son redeemed him here From bondage unto sin and fear. 4 His trials and his griefs are past; A blessed end is his at last; He bore Christ's yoke and did His will, And though he died he liveth still. 5 He lives where none do mourn and weep, And calmly shall this body sleep, 'Tis God shall death Himself destroy, And raise it into glorious joy. 6 He suffered pain and grief below, Christ heals him now from all his woe; For him hath endless joy begun; He shines in glory like the sun. 7 Then let us leave him to his rest, And homeward turn, for he is blest: And we must well our souls prepare, For death may seize us everywhere. 8 So help us, Christ, our Hope in loss; Thou hast redeemed us by Thy cross From endless death and misery; We praise, we bless, we worship Thee. Languages: English

In the Midst of Earthly Life

Author: Martin Luther Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnal #590 (1941) Meter: Irregular Topics: The Last Things Death and Burial Scripture: 1 Samuel 20:3 Languages: English Tune Title: MITTEN WIR IM LEBEN SIND

My God, I Know That I Must Die

Author: Benjamin Schmolck; Mrs. Sarah (Borthwick) Findlater Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #593 (1926) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Topics: Last Things Death and Burial Lyrics: 1 My God, I know that I must die: My mortal life is passing hence; On earth I neither hope nor try To find a lasting residence. Then teach me by Thy heav'nly grace With joy and peace my death to face. 2 My God, I know not when I die; What is the moment or the hour, How soon the clay may broken lie, How quickly pass away the flower: Then may Thy child preparéd be Through time to meet eternity. 3 My God, I know not how I die; For death in many ways doth come, In dark, mysterious agony, Or gently as a sleep to some. Just as Thou wilt, if but it be To bring me, blesséd Lord, to Thee! 4 My God, I know not where I die, Where is my grace, upon what strand; Yet from its gloom I do rely To be delivered by Thy hand. Content, I take what spot is mine, Since all the earth, my Lord, is Thine. 5 My gracious God, when I must die, O bear my happy soul above, With Christ, my Lord, eternally To share Thy glory and Thy love: Then all is right and well with me, When, where, and how my death shall be. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: VATER UNSER IM HIMMELREICH

Why do we mourn departing friends?

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #718 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Death and Burial of a Saint 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 should 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 left a long perfume. 4 The graves of all his saints he bless'd, And soften'd every bed; Where should the dying members rest, But with their dying Head? 5 Thence he arose, ascending high, And show'd our feet the way; Up to the Lord our flesh 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.

In the Very Midst of Life

Author: Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Hymnal: Lutheran Service Book #755 (2006) Topics: Death and Burial Scripture: Romans 14:7-8 Languages: English Tune Title: MITTEN WIR IM LEBEN SIND

Jesus, my hope and confidence

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #CCXXV (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Death and Burials Lyrics: 1 Jesus, my hope and confidence; My Saviour, life and peace; I know that he is my defence, His love will never cease. 2 The long and tedious night of death, Can't cause me to despair; My hope my trust and living faith, Removes all doubts and fear. 3 Jesus, my Lord, for ever lives, And I shall live likewise; Yes, I shall be where Jesus is, And see him with mine eyes. 4 Why should I doubt or feel afraid, Since Jesus is my friend; Like members with a living hear, With him I shall ascend 5 Like him I shall be glorified, And worship at his throne; And live for him who for me died, And wholly be his own. 6 Tho' I must lay this body down, To mingle with the clay, Till wak'ned by the trumpet sound, In that great solemn day. 7 then I shall be restor'd again, And like the angels shine; No more subject to death or pain, Immortal and divine. Languages: English

Real christians need not fear to die

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #CCXX (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Death and Burials Lyrics: 1 Real christians need not fear to die, Or to depart from here; Since death bears them to God on high! Where their great treasures are. 2 No pain or groan, or dying strife, Should fright their souls away; Since they shall find a better life Soon as they leave this clay. 3 Let me depart my Lord! to meet And stretch my feeble hands: And grasp the joys that are complete In yonder happy lands. 4 Then let me bow my dying head Into the arms of death! And rest in Christ my dying bed, And breathe my latest breath. Languages: English

Why do we mourn departing Friends?

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.III (1766) Topics: Death and Burial of a Saint 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 should 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 left a long Perfume. 4 The Graves of all his Saints he blest, And soften'd every Bed: Where should the dying Members rest, But with the dying Head? 5 Thence he arose, ascending high, And shew'd our Feet the Way: Up to the Lord our Flesh 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. Languages: English