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When my last hour is close at hand

Author: N. Hermann Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #582 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Topics: The Last Things Preparation for Death; The Last Things Preparation for Death Lyrics: 1 When my last hour is close at hand, Lord Jesus Christ, attend me; Beside my bed, my Savior, stand, To comfort, help, defend me: Into thy hands I will commend My trembling soul at my last end,-- How safe in Thy sweet keeping! 2 Countless as sands upon the shore, My sins are thronging round me; But though they grieve and wound me sore, They cannot yet confound me; My sins are numberless, I know, But o'er them all thy blood doth flow, Thy wounds and death uphold me. 3 Lord, Thou hast joined my soul to Thine, In bonds no power can sever; Grafted in Thee, the living vine, I shall be Thine for ever: Lord, when I die, I die to Thee, Thy precious death hath won for me A life that never endeth. 4 Since Thou hast risen from the grave, The grave cannot detain me; "Christ died,"--"Christ rose again" to save, These words shall still sustain me; For where Thou art, there I shall be, That I may ever live with Thee: This is my joy in dying. 5 To Thee, Lord Jesus Christ, I will With arms outstretched betake me; I sleep in Thee--so sound--so still, No mortal man can wake me! For Jesus Christ, God's Son, I wait To open me the heavenly gate, Which leads to life eternal. Tune Title: [When my last hour is close at hand]

Sleep thy last sleep

Author: E. A. Dayman Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #598 (1913) Topics: The Last Things Burial and Resurrection; The Last Things Burial and Ressurection Lyrics: 1 Sleep thy last sleep, Free from care and sorrow; Rest, where none weep, Till th'eternal morrow; Though dark waves roll O'er the silent river, Thy fainting soul Jesus can deliver. 2 Life's dream is past, All its sin and sadness; Brightly at last Dawns a day of gladness: Under the sod, Earth, receive our treasure, To rest in God, Waiting all His pleasure. 3 Though we may mourn Those in life the dearest, They shall return, Christ, when Thou appearest: Soon shall Thy voice Comfort those now weeping, Bidding rejoice All in Jesus sleeping. Tune Title: [Sleep thy last sleep]

Great God, what do I see and hear!

Author: Anon.; W. B. Collier; T. Cotteril and others. Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #604 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Topics: The Last Things Christ's Second Coming; The Last Things Christ's Second Coming Lyrics: 1 Great God, what do I see and hear! The end of things created! The Judge of mankind doth appear, On clouds of glory seated; The trumpet sounds; the graves restore The dead which they contained before: Prepare, my soul, to meet Him. 2 The dead in Christ shall first arise, At the last trumpet's sounding. Caught up to meet Him in the skies, With joy their Lord surrounding: No gloomy fears their souls dismay; His presence sheds eternal day On those prepared to meet Him. 3 But sinners, filled with guilty fears, Behold His wrath prevailing, For they shall rise, and find their tears And sighs are unavailing: The day of grace is past and gone; They trembling stand before the throne, All unprepared to meet Him. 4 O Christ, who diedst and yet dost live, To me impart Thy merit: My pardon seal, my sins forgive, And cleanse me by Thy Spirit. Beneath Thy cross I view the day When heaven and earth shall pass away, And thus prepare to meet Thee. Tune Title: [Great God, what do I see and hear]

Lord Jesus Christ, my life, my light

Author: M. Behm Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #584 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Last Things Preparation for Death; The Last Things Preparation for Death Lyrics: 1 Lord Jesus Christ, my life, my light, My strength by day, my trust by night, On earth I’m but a passing guest, And sorely with my sins oppressed. 2 Far off I see my fatherland, Where through Thy grace I hope to stand. But ere I reach that paradise, A weary way before me lies. 3 My heart sinks at the journey’s length, My wasted flesh has little strength, Only my soul still cries in me, Lord, fetch me home, take me to Thee! 4 O let Thy sufferings give me power To meet the last and darkest hour; Thy cross the staff whereon I lean, My couch the grave where thou hast been. 5 Since Thou hast died, the pure, the just, I take my homeward way in trust, The gates of heaven, Lord, open wide, When here I may no more abide. 6 And when the last great day is come, And Thou, our Judge, shalt speak the doom, Let me with joy behold the light, And set me then upon Thy right. 7 Renew this wasted flesh of mine, That like the sun it there may shine, Among the angels pure and bright, Yea, like Thyself in glorious light. 8 Ah, then I’ll have my heart’s desire, When singing with the angels’ choir, Among the ransomed of Thy grace, For ever I behold Thy face! Tune Title: [Lord Jesus Christ, my life, my light]

Life's day is ended

Author: H. A. Brorson Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #591 (1913) Topics: The Last Things Burial and Resurrection; The Last Things Burial and Ressurection Lyrics: 1 Life's day is ended, The battle fought and won; With joy unblended I greet the set of sun. My soul, now rest thee Forever, tired of earth; At last divest thee Of buckler, shield, and girth: Arise, and hast thee To heavenly glories forth. 2 My pathway, leading Through realms of tears and pain, I see receding, And ne'er shall tread again. Life's stern endeavor, That set my soul aglow, So that I never A moment's rest did know, Shall cease forever, And God the prize bestow. 3 My shield remaineth, The warfare now is o'er; My heart maintaineth Its trust in God secure. I hard contended For faith both day and night; The foe intended To break its saving might, But now hath ended That tempter's losing fight. 4 Hence Christ in heaven Did me a crown prepare, Which shall be given not only me to wear, But whomsoever, The lowliest and the best, Who doth endeavor To serve his Savior blest, And so forever Shall be his worthy guest. 5 Now, world, I leave thee, And bid a last farewell, Content, believe me, Hence in the grave to dwell. Let flesh that faileth Return again to clay, Where woe prevaileth, With trials day by day, What now assaileth I meet without dismay. 6 All praise and honor, Now and forevermore, Be our Atoner, That for us death He bore; Him, bleeding, dying, Who kept me at His right, When days were trying, I hold before my sight; In His wounds lying At rest, I bid good night. Tune Title: [Life's day is ended]

Now lay we calmly in the grave

Author: M. Weisse Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #594 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Last Things Burial and Resurrection; The Last Things Burial and Ressurection 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 bondage unto sin and fear. 4 His trials and his griefs are past; A blesséd 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 can 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. Tune Title: [Now lay we calmly in the grave]

When My Last Hour Is Close at Hand

Author: Catherine Winkworth; Nikolaus Herman; Unknown Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnal #594 (1941) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Topics: The Last Things Death and Burial Lyrics: 1 When my last hour is close at hand, Lord Jesus Christ, attend me; Beside me then, O Savior, stand To comfort and defend me. Into Thy hands I will commend My soul at this my earthly end, And Thou wilt keep it safely. 2 My sins, dear Lord, disturb me sore, My conscience cannot slumber; But tho' as sands upon the shore My sins may be in number, I will not quail, but think of Thee; Thy death, Thy sorrow, borne for me, Thy suff'rings, shall uphold me. 3 I am a branch in Thee, the Vine, And hence the comfort borrow That Thou wilt surely keep me Thine Thro' fear and pain and sorrow; And when I die, I die to Thee, Thy precious death hath won for me The life that never endeth. 4 Since Thou the pow'r of death didst rend, In death Thou wilt not leave me; Since Thou didst into heaven ascend, No fear of death shall grieve me. For where Thou art, there shall I be That I may ever live with Thee; That is my hope when dying. 5 My spirit I commend to Thee And gladly hence betake me; Peaceful and calm my sleep shall be, No human voice can wake me. But Christ is with me through the strife, And He will bear me into life And open heaven before me. Amen. Scripture: John 15:5 Languages: English Tune Title: WENN MEIN STÜNDLEIN

Sleep Thy Last Sleep

Author: Edward Arthur Dayman Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #595 (1926) Meter: 4.6.4.6 D Topics: Last Things Death and Burial Lyrics: 1 Sleep thy last sleep, Free from care and sorrow; Rest where none weep, Till th'eternal morrow; Though dark waves roll O'er the silent river, Thy fainting soul Jesus can deliver. 2 Life's dream is past, All its sin and sadness; Brightly at last Dawns a day of gladness: Under the sod, Earth, receive our treasure, To rest in God, Waiting all His pleasure. 3 Though we may mourn Those in life the dearest, They shall return, Christ, when Thou appearest: Soon shall Thy voice Comfort those now weeping, Bidding rejoice All in Jesus sleeping. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: REQUIEM (BARNBY)

To Thee, O Lord, I yield my spirit

Author: L. R. Senft von Pilsach Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #581 (1913) Meter: 9.8.9.8.8.8 Topics: The Last Things Preparation for Death; The Last Things Preparation for Death Lyrics: To Thee, O Lord, I yield my spirit, Who break'st in love this mortal chain; My life I but from Thee inherit, And death becomes my chiefest gain. In Thee I live, in Thee I die, Content, for Thou art ever nigh. Tune Title: [To Thee, O Lord, I yield my spirit]

My life is hid in Jesus

Author: Anon. Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #583 (1913) Topics: The Last Things Preparation for Death; The Last Things Preparation for Death Lyrics: 1 My life is hid in Jesus, And death is gain to me; Then, whensoe'er He pleases, I meet it 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, Though long and dark the road; My sin His merits cover, And I have peace with God. 4 Lord, when my powers are failing My breath comes heavily, And words are unavailing, O hear my sighs to Thee! 5 When mind, and thought, O Savior, Are flickering, like a light, That to and fro doth waver, Ere 'til extinguished quite; 6 In that last hour, O 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. Tune Title: [My life is hid in Jesus]

My God, I know that I must die

Author: B. Schmolck Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #586 (1913) Topics: The Last Things Preparation for Death; The Last Things Preparation for Death 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 heavenly 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 has many ways to 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, beneath 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 comes it right and well to me When, where, and how my death shall be. Tune Title: [My God, I know that I must die]

Lord Jesus Christ, true man and God

Author: P. Eber Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #587 (1913) Topics: The Last Things Preparation for Death; The Last Things Preparation for Death Lyrics: 1 Lord Jesus Christ, true man and God, Who borest anguish, scorn, the rod, And diedst at last upon the tree, To bring Thy Father's grace for me: I pray Thee, through that bitter woe; Let me, a sinner, mercy know. 2 When comes the hour of failing breath, And I must wrestle, Lord, with death. When from my sight all fades away, And when my tongue no more can say, And when mine ears no more can hear, And when my heart is racked with fear: 3 When all my mind is darkened o'er, And human help can do no more; Then come, Lord Jesus! come with speed, And help me in my hour of need; Lead me from this dark vale beneath, And shorten then the pangs of death. 4 Joyful my resurrection be, Thou in the judgment plead for me, And hide my sins, Lord, from Thy face, And give me life, of Thy rich grace! I trust Thee utterly, my Lord, For Thou hast promised in Thy word! 5 Dear Lord, forgive us all our guilt; Help us to wait until Thou wilt That we depart; and let our faith Be brave, and conquer e'en in death; Firm resting on Thy sacred word, Until we sleep in Thee, our Lord. Tune Title: [Lord Jesus Christ, true man and God]

From place to place the Christian goes

Author: N. L. von Zinzendorf Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #589 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.6.6.8.8 Topics: The Last Things Burial and Resurrection; The Last Things Burial and Ressurection Lyrics: 1 From place to place the Christian goes, By many a tempest driven, At last the haven of repose He safely finds in heaven. God, after life's alarms, Receives him in His arms. He dies, as in the mold the grain, To yield its golden fruit again. 2 And sure thy parting has been blessed, Bless'd be thy life's example! Thou spirit, calmly gone to rest, And thou, its mouldering temple. O soul, thy Savior's near! The morning star shines clear; And you, ye members, softly sleep Beneath love's shadow still and deep. 3 We wait with glad and patient hope The glorious revelation, While He this pilgrim dress folds up In holy preservation. O happy souls who rest In Jesus' arms and breast. Love leads us all our path aright, Through such a depth to such a height. Tune Title: [From place to place the Christian goes]

Blessed are the heirs of heaven

Author: F. G. Klopstock Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #590 (1913) Meter: 8.9.8.8.9.8.6.6.4.4.4.8 Topics: The Last Things Burial and Resurrection; The Last Things Burial and Ressurection Lyrics: 1 Blessed are the heirs of heaven, The dead, who die in Christ forgiven, They from their labors have release; Saith the Spirit: they are resting. No sting of death is them molesting, For they have found the home of peace; In peace they sweetly rest, Forever they are blest, Hallelujah! Before God's throne to His dear Son Do follow them their works well done. 2 Glory, honor and thanksgiving, Be unto God the ever-living, And to the Lamb for sinners slain! Ransomed host that now victorious Have won the crown of life all glorious, Extol the Lamb, enthroned to reign! For us Himself He gave, He sank into the grave, He is risen! He went before, death's pathway o'er, We follow to the heavenly shore. 3 Sun nor moon their light are casting Where God in glory everlasting Dispels the gloomy shades of night; Now the wished-for day appeareth, O blessed sight, our souls it cheereth, The Lamb is now our sun and light! No more we weep or moan, The former things are gone, Hallelujah! Death's shades now flee, we rise to see The dayspring of eternity. Tune Title: [Blessed are the heirs of heaven]

Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep

Author: Margaret Mackay Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #593 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Last Things Burial and Resurrection; The Last Things Burial and Ressurection 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! O how sweet To be for such a slumber meet; With holy confidence to sing That death hath 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 power. 4 Asleep in Jesus! O for me May such a blissful refuge be! Securely shall my ashes lie, And wait the summons from on high. Tune Title: [Asleep in Jesus! blessed Sleep]

Praise God, this hour of sorrow

Author: H. A. Brorson; J. Heerman Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #600 (1913) Meter: 7.7.6.7.7.8 Topics: The Last Things Burial of Children; The Last Things Burial of Children Lyrics: 1 Praise God, this hour of sorrow Shall bring a brighter morrow: I go to Paradise. My mother dear and father, When round my grave you gather, Lay me to rest with songs of praise. 2 What better can befall me Than that the Lord doth call me From hence, where sin holds sway? Who is on earth a stranger Must ever be in danger, Till God hath closed life's fleeting day. 3 God takes His own from anguish And pain, in which they languish Within this vale of tears, And gives them to inherit The crown that Christ did merit: The joy of heaven's eternal years. 4 I was on earth your treasure; And now I know but pleasure Ye weep in bitter woe; Believe, whate'er betideth, God's love in all abideth, And soon your tears shall cease to flow. 5 Our days the Lord appointeth, He woundeth and anointeth, He knoweth all things well. No evil He effected, No good He e'er neglected, And all His works His glory tell. 6 When ye shall see me nearing The throne of God, appearing Adorned and crowned a bride, My palms of victory swinging, 'Midst Hallelujahs ringing, In beauteous grace the Lamb beside: 7 Ye both shall rue the sadness That made you weep, and gladness E'er in your hearts shall reign. Who follows where God guideth, And takes what He provideth Shall know surcease from all his pain. 8 Farewell, I now must leave you; The grief this day doth give you Soon others, too, shall bear. Be ye to God commended; In heaven all woe is ended, And we shall meet in glory there. Tune Title: [Praise God, this hour of sorrow]

Day of wrath! that day of mourning!

Author: Thomas of Celano Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #601 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8 Topics: The Last Things Christ's Second Coming; The Last Things Christ's Second Coming Lyrics: 1 Day of wrath! O day of mourning! See fulfilled the prophets' warning, Heaven and earth in ashes burning! 2 O what fear man's bosom rendeth, When from heaven the Judge descendeth, On whose sentence all dependeth. 3 Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth; Through 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 in vain be 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 Thou the sinful woman savedst; Thou the dying thief forgavest; And to me a hope vouchsafest. 14 Worthless are my prayers and sighing, Yet, good Lord, in grace complying, Rescue me from fires undying! 15 With thy favored sheep O 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 Bows my heart in meek submission, Strews with ashes of contrition; Help me in my last condition. 18 Ah, that day of tears and mourning! From the dust of earth returning Man for judgment must prepare him; 19 Spare, O God, in mercy spare him! Lord, all pitying, Jesus blest, Grant them Thine eternal rest! Tune Title: [Day of wrath! that day of mourning!]

Great King of kings, why dost Thou stay

Author: H. Bonar Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #605 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.4 Topics: The Last Things Christ's Second Coming; The Last Things Christ's Second Coming Lyrics: 1 Great King of kings, why dost Thou stay, Why tarriest Thou upon Thy way, Why lingers the expected day? Thy kingdom come! 2 Life in its fullness is with Thee, Life in its holy liberty; From death and chains this world set free; Thy kingdom come! 3 Earth is still waiting for the day, When old things shall have passed away, And all be clad in new array: Thy kingdom come! 4 O King of glory, King of peace, Bid all these storms and tumults cease, Bring in Thy reign of righteousness; Thy kingdom come! Tune Title: [Great King of kings, why dost Thou stay]

The Things of the Earth in the Earth Let Us Lay

Author: John Mason Neale Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #606 (1926) Meter: 11.11.11.11 Topics: Last Things Death and Burial Lyrics: 1 The things of the earth in the earth let us lay; The ashes with ashes, the dust with the clay: But lift up the heart, and the eyes, and the love, O lift up the soul to the regions above! 2 Since He, the Immortal, hath entered the gate, So, too shall we mortals, or sooner or late: Then stand we on Christ; let us mark Him ascend, For His is the glory and life without end. 3 On earth with His own ones, the Giver of good, Bestowing His blessing, a little while stood; Now nothing can part us, nor distance, nor foes, For lo! He is with us, and who can oppose? 4 So, Lord, we commit this our loved one to Thee, Whose body is dead, but whose spirit is free: We know that through grace, when our life here is o'er, In bliss we shall be with the Lord evermore. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: PAULINA

Hark! hark, my soul! Angelic songs are swellilng

Author: Frederick W. Faber Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #607 (1913) Meter: 11.10.11.10.9.11 Topics: The Last Things The Heavenly Home; The Last Things The Heavenly Home Lyrics: 1 Hark! hark, my soul! Angelic songs are swelling O’er earth’s green fields, and ocean’s wave-beat shore: How sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling Of that new life when sin shall be no more. Angels of Jesus, Angels of light, Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night. 2 Onward we go, for still we hear them singing, 'Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you come;' And through the dark, its echoes sweetly ringing, The music of the gospel leads us home. Angels of Jesus, Angels of light, Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night. 3 Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing, The voice of Jesus sounds o’er land and sea, And laden souls, by thousands meekly stealing, Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to Thee. Angels of Jesus, Angels of light, Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night. 4 Rest comes at length: though life be long and dreary, The day must dawn, and darksome night be past; Faith’s journeys end in welcome to the weary, And heaven, the heart’s true home, will come at last. Angels of Jesus, Angels of light, Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night. 5 Angels, sing on! your faithful watches keeping; Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above; Till morning’s joy shall end the night of weeping, And life’s long shadows break in cloudless love. Angels of Jesus, Angels of light, Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night. Tune Title: [Hark! hark, my soul! Angelic songs are swelling]

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