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Funeral occasions
Author: Trivetts Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXXXIII (1790) Topics: Funeral Occasions First Line: Death, as a sleep or gentle doze Lyrics: 1 Death as a sleep or gentle dos,
Does every weary saint compose
Lays all its pain, and griefs remove,
Conveys the Soul to worlds above.
2 Where all its sigs and mournful cries,
With pained heart; and flowing eyes,
Are chang'd for pleasures lasting sweet
Nor can it more with sorrow meet.
3 Blest in the lamb's embrace it lies,
Praising its God above the sies;
In sparkling robes of glory bright,
Transporting joys and pure delight.
4 Thus with the growing concert join,
And seraphs in musick divine
'Tis rapture almost ravishing,
To hear the charming notes they sing.
5 Nor can those joys sublime be less,
They'r flowing streams of perfect bliss
Yet parents and relations dear,
Are loth their loving friend to spare. Languages: English
Funeral occasions
A Funeral Thought
Author: Dr. Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXXV (1790) Topics: Funeral Occasions First Line: Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound Lyrics: 1 Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound
My ears attend the cry;
"Ye living men, come view the ground
"Where you must shortly lie.
2 "Princes, this clay must be your bed,
"In spite of all your tow'rs;
"The tall, the wise, the rev'rend head
"Must lie as low as ours."
3 Great GOD! is this our certain doom!
And are we still secure!
Still walking downward to our tomb,
And yet prepare no more!
4 Grant us the pow'rs of quickning grace,
To fit our souls to fly;
Then, when we drop this dying flesh,
We'll rise above the sky. Languages: English
A Funeral Thought
And must this body die
Author: Dr. Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXXVIII (1790) Topics: Funeral Occasions Lyrics: 1 And must this body die,
This well-wrought frame decay?
And must these active limbs of mine,
Lie mould'ring in the clay?
2 Corruption, earth, and worms,
Shall but refine this flesh,
Till my triumphant spirit comes
To put it on afresh.
3 GOD my Redeemer lives,
And often from the skies,
Looks down, and watches all my dust,
Till he shall bid it rise.
4 Array'd in glorious grace,
Shall these vile bodies shine,
And ev'ry shape, and ev'ry face,
Be heav'nly and divine.
5 These lively hopes we owe,
Lord, to thy dying love,
O may we bless thy grace below,
And sing is pow'r above.
Languages: English
And must this body die
Evening
Author: Dr. Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXXXV (1790) Topics: Funeral Occasions First Line: Dread sov'reign let my ev'ning song Lyrics: 1 Dread Ssov'reign let my ev'ning song
Like holy incense rise;
Assist the off'rings of my tongue
To reach the lofty skies.
2 Thro' all the dangers of the day
Thy hand was still my guard,
And still to drive my wants away,
Thy mercy stood prepar'd.
3 Perpetual blessings from above
Encompass me around,
But O how few returns of love,
Hath my creator found?
4 What have I done for him that dy'd
To save my wretched soul?
How are my follies multiply'd,
Fast as my minutes roll!
5 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine,
To thy dear cross I flee,
And to thy grace my soul resign,
To be renew'd by thee.
6 Sprinkled afresh with pard'ning blood,
I lay me down to rest,
As in th' embraces of my God,
Or on my Saviour's breast. Languages: English
Evening
Lord what a feeble piece
Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXXIX (1790) Topics: Funeral Occasions Lyrics: 1 Lord what a feeble piece,
Is this our mortal frame?
Our life how poor a trifle t'is,
That scarce deserves the name.
2 Alas the brittle clay,
That built our body first!
And ev'ry month and ev'ry day,
'Tis mould'ring back to dust.
3 Our moments fly apace,
Nor will our minutes stay;
Just like a flood, our hasty day,
Are sweeping us away.
4 Well if our days must fly,
We'll keep their end in sight;
We'll spend them all in wisdom's way,
And let them speed their flight.
5 They'll waft us sooner o'er,
This life's tempestuous sea:
Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore,
Of blest eternity.
Scripture: Psalm 90 Languages: English
Lord what a feeble piece
My God! my God! and must I die
Author: Trivetts Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXXXII (1790) Topics: Funeral Occasions Lyrics: 1 My God! my God! and must I die,
Thy presence to behold;
Lord break the bands, and let me fly,
To tread the streets of gold.
2 Learn me to dwell on things above,
And sing as saints do there;
Those brightest objects of thy love,
And quickly me prepare.
3 To drop the body, and remove,
To yonder worlds on hight;
Fain on thy wing celestial dove,
My soul would thither fly,
4 Yet trembling at each swelling wave,
Of death's cold flood I stand;
Afraid to launch in them and leave,
This body and this land.
5 But if my Jesus I could hear,
And see him standing by;
My soul would mount beyond her fear,
Thro' death for Heaven fly. Languages: English
My God! my God! and must I die
Death and Glory
Author: Dr. Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXXIV (1790) Topics: Funeral Occasions First Line: My soul, come meditate the day Lyrics: 1 My soul, come meditate the day
And think how near it stands,
When thou must quit this house of clay
And fly to unknown lands.
2 And you, mine eyes, look down and view
The hollow, gaping tomb;
This gloomy prison waits for you,
Whene'er the summons come.
3 O! could we die with those that die,
And place us in their stead,
Then would our spirits learn to fly,
And converse with the dead:
4 Then should we see the saints above,
In their own glorious forms,
And wonder why our souls should love
To dwell with mortal worms.
5 How should we scorn these cloths of flesh,
These fetters, and this load;
And long for ev'ning to undress,
That we may rest with GOD.
6 We should almost forsake our clay,
Before the summons come,
And pray, and wish our souls away,
To their eternal home. Languages: English
Death and Glory
Remember, Lord our mortal state
Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXXVII (1790) Topics: Funeral Occasions Lyrics: 1 Remember, Lord our mortal state,
How frail our life, how short the date
Where is the man that draws his breath,
Safe from disease, secure from death?
2 Lord, while we see whole nations die,
Our flesh and sense repine and cry,
"Must death for ever rage and reign!
"Or hast thou made mankind in vain."
3 Where is thy promise to the just?
Are not thy servants turn'd to dust?
But faith forbids these mournful sighs,
And sees the sleeping dust arise.
4 That glorious hour, that dreadful day,
Wipes the reproach of saints away,
And clears the honour of thy word:
Awake our souls and bless the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 89 Languages: English
Remember, Lord our mortal state
Life and Eternity
Author: Dr. Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXXI (1790) Topics: Funeral Occasions First Line: Thee we adore, eternal name! Lyrics: 1 Thee we adore, eternal name!
And humbly own to thee,
How feeble is our mortal frame,
What dying worms we be!
2 Our wasting lives grow shorter still,
As days and months increase;
And ev'ry beating pulse we tell,
Leaves but the number less.
3 The year rolls round, and steals away
The breath that first it gave;
What e'er we do, where e'er we be,
We're trav'ling to the grave.
4 Dangers stand thick thro' all the ground
To push us to the tomb;
And fierce diseases wait around,
To hurry mortals home.
5 Great GOS! on what a slender thread
Hang everlasting things;
Th' eternal states of all the dead,
Upon life's feeble strings.
6 Infinite joy or endless woe,
Attend on ev'ry breath;
And yet how unconcern'd we go,
Upon the brink of death.
7 Waken, O LORD, our drowsy sense,
To walk this dang'rous road;
And if our souls are hurry'd hence,
May they be found with God. Languages: English
Life and Eternity
We needs must die, who banish'd lie
Author: Trivett Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXXXIV (1790) Topics: Funeral Occasions Lyrics: 1 We needs must die, who banish'd lie
Cloth'd with corrupt mortality;
And drop these cloaths of sinful clay,
Within the silent grave to lay.
2 God no man's person so repsects;
He fairest jewels, though select,
To dwell with Christ in majesty,
Must need submit, wither, and die.
3 'Tis not in mortal bodies we,
Jehovah's face can ever see;
But are as water on the ground,
'Till Christ the jub'lee trumpet sound.
4 Then he that did our ransom pay,
Will cloteh the saints in bright array,
As from the beds of dust they rise,
More splendid thatn the sparkling skies.
5 Wrpt in immortal beauties bright,
Transcnedant plesures and delight;
And while each saint his friend embrace
The growing raptures will increase. Languages: English
We needs must die, who banish'd lie
The death of the Sinner and the Saint
Author: Fawcett Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXXIII (1790) Topics: Funeral Occasions First Line: What scenes of horror and of death Lyrics: 1 What scenes of horror and of death
Await the sinner's dying bed!
Death's terrors all appear in sight,
Presages of eternal night.
2 His sins in dreadful order rise,
And fill his soul with sad surprise;
Mount Sinai's thunder stuns his ears
And not one ray of hope appears.
3 Tormenting pangs distract the breast,
Where'er he turns, he finds no rest;
Death strikes the blow, he groans and cries
And, in despair and horror, dies.
4 Not so the heir of heavenly bliss;
His soul is fill'd with conscious peace;
A steady faith subdues his fear;
He sees the happy Canaan near.
5 His mind is tranquil and serene,
No terrors in his looks are seen;
His Saviour's smile dispels the gloom,
And smooths his passage to the tomb.
6 Lord, make my faith and love serene,
My judgment sound, my conscience clean
And when the toils of life are past,
May I be found in peace at last. Languages: English
The death of the Sinner and the Saint
When blooming youth is snatch'd away
Author: Steel Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXX (1790) Topics: Funeral Occasions Lyrics: 1 When blooming youth is snatch'd away,
By death's resistless hand
Our hearts the mournful tribute pay,
Which pity must demand.
2 While pity prompts the rising sigh,
O may this truth, impress,
With awful power, I too must die,
Sink deep in every breast.
3 Let this vain world engage no more;
Behold the gaping tomb!
It bids us seize the present hour,
To morrow death may come.
4 The voice of this alarming scene,
May every heart obey;
Nor be the heav'nly warning vain,
Which calls to watch and pray.
5 O let us fly, to Jesus fly,
Whose powerful arm can save;
Then shall our hopes ascend on high,
And triumph o'er the grave.
6 Great GOD thy sovereign grace impart,
With cleansing, healing power;
This only can prepare the heart,
For death's surprising hour. Languages: English
When blooming youth is snatch'd away
Why do we mourn departed friends
Author: Dr. Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXXX (1790) Topics: Funeral Occasions Lyrics: 1 Why do we mourn departed friends
Or shake at death’s alarm?
’Tis but the voice that Jesus sends
To call them to his arms.
2 Why should we tremble to convey
Their bodies to the tomb?
There the dear flesh of Jesus lay,
And left a long perfume:
3 The graves of all the saints he bless'd,
And soft'ned ev'ry bed;
Where should the living members rest
But with the dying head.
4 Thence he arose, and burst the chain,
To shew our feet the way.
From shades where death and darkness reign
To realms of endless day.
5 Then let the last loud trumpet sound,
And bid our kindred rise:
Awake, ye nations under ground;
Ye saints, ascend the skies.
Languages: English
Why do we mourn departed friends
Why should our mourning thoughts delight
Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXXXI (1790) Topics: Funeral Occasions Lyrics: 1 Why should our mourning thoughts delight,
To grovel in the dust?
Or why should streams of tears unite,
Around th' expiring just?
2 Did not the Lord our Saviour die,
And triumph o'er the grave?
Did not our Lord ascend on high,
And prove his power to save?
3 Doth not the sacred Spirit come,
And dwell in all the saints?
And should the temples of his grace,
Resound with long complaints?
4 Awake, my soul, and like the sun,
Burst thro' each sable cloud;
And thou, my voice, tho' broke with sighs,
Tune forth thy songs aloud.
5 The spirit rais'd my Saviour up,
When he had bled for me;
And spite his death and hell shall raise
Thy pious friends and thee. Languages: English
Why should our mourning thoughts delight
Why should we start or fear to die
Author: Dr. Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXXVI (1790) Topics: Funeral Occasions Lyrics: 1 Why should we start or fear to die,
What tim’rous worms we mortals are,
Death is the gate to endless joy,
And yet we dread to enter there.
2 The pains, the groans, the dying strife,
Fright our approaching souls away;
And we shrink back again to life,
Fond of our prison and our clay.
3 O! if my Lord would come and meet,
My soul would stretch her wings in haste
Fly fearless thro' death’s iron gate,
Nor feel the terrors as she pass'd.
4 JESUS can make a dying bed,
Feel soft as downy pillows are,
While on His breast I lean my head,
And breathe my life out sweetly there. Languages: English
Why should we start or fear to die
Death's a Warning
Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXXII (1790) Topics: Funeral Occasions First Line: Vain man thy fond pursuits forbear Lyrics: 1 Vain man thy fond pursuits forbear,
Repent, thine end is nigh,
Death at the farthest can't be far;
Oh think before thou die!
2 Reflect thou hast a soul to save;
Thy sins how high they mount!
What are thy hopes beyond thy grave?
How stands that dark account!
3 Death enters and there's no defense,
His time there's none can tell,
He'll in a moment calls thee hence,
To Heaven or down to hell.
4 Thy flesh perhaps thy chiefest care,
Shall crawling worms consume,
But ah! destruction ends not there;
Sin kills beyond the tomb!
5 To day, the gospel calls, to day'
Sinners, it speaks to you;
Let every one forsake his way,
And mercy will ensue.
6 Rich mercy, dearly bought with blood,
How vile soe'er he be,
Abundant pardon, peace with GOD;
All giv'n entirely free. Languages: English
Death's a Warning
Lead, Kindley Ligh
Author: J. H. Newman Hymnal: Jubilant Voices for Sunday Schools and Devotional Meetings #7 (1905) Topics: Funeral occasion First Line: Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom Languages: English Tune Title: [Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom]
Lead, Kindley Ligh
Haven of Peace
Author: Flora Kirkland Hymnal: The Finest of the Wheat No. 3 #29 (1904) Topics: Funeral occasion First Line: Out of the reach of storm Refrain First Line: Haven of peace eternal Lyrics: 1 Out of the reach of storm,
Bideth a haven fair;
Nothing but perfect peace
Ever may enter there.
Refrain:
Haven of peace eternal,
Haven so calm and blest;
After life’s changeful voyage,
Safely in thee we’ll rest.
2 Out of the reach of care,
Bideth a place of rest;
Burdens are all laid down,
Yonder, how blest! how blest! [Refrain]
3 Brightly a light doth shine
Over life’s stormy sea,
Guiding the pilgrim on
Into eternity. [Refrain]
4 Beautiful haven calm,
Restful and holy place;
Heaven, divinely fair,
Home of the “saved by grace.” [Refrain] Tune Title: [Out of the reach of storm]
Haven of Peace
Death and Eternity
Author: C. H. G. Hymnal: Pentecostal Hymns No. 4 #37 (1907) Topics: Funeral Occasions First Line: Coming with the morning light Tune Title: [Coming with the morning light]
Death and Eternity
Some sweet day, by and by
Author: Edna L. Park Hymnal: Jubilant Voices for Sunday Schools and Devotional Meetings #61 (1905) Topics: Funeral occasion First Line: We shall reach the summer land Refrain First Line: Bye and bye, some sweet day Languages: English Tune Title: [We shall reach the summer land]
Some sweet day, by and by
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