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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]
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]
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]
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]
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]
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]
Now lay we calmly in the grave
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]
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 life is hid in Jesus
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]
Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep
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
When My Last Hour Is Close at Hand
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]
Great King of kings, why dost Thou stay
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]
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]
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]
From place to place the Christian goes
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]
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!]
Day of wrath! that day of mourning!
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]
Hark! hark, my soul! Angelic songs are swellilng
Jerusalem, thou city fair and high
Author: J. M. Meyfart Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #610 (1913) Meter: 10.6.10.6.7.6.7.6 Topics: The Last Things The Heavenly Home; The Last Things The Heavenly Home 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 quit 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 power,
Whose promise standeth fast,
My soul I gladly render,
For surely will His hand
Lead her with guidance tender
To heaven, her fatherland.
3 A moment's space, and gently, wondrously,
Released from earthly ties,
The fiery car shall bear her up to Thee,
Through 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 nought,
And God had given the gladness,
The heritage I sought.
5 Innumerous 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! Tune Title: [Jerusalem, thou city fair and high]
Jerusalem, thou city fair and high
There is a blessed home
Author: Sir Henry W. Baker Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #615 (1913) Topics: The Last Things The Heavenly Home; The Last Things The Heavenly Home Lyrics: 1 There is a blessed home
Beyond this land of woe,
Where trials never come,
Nor tears of sorrow flow;
Where faith is lost in sight,
And patient hope is crowned,
And everlasting light
Its glory throws around.
2 There is a land of peace,
Good angels know it well:
Glad songs that never cease
Within its portals swell;
Around its glorious throne
Ten thousand saints adore
Christ, with the Father One,
And Spirit, evermore.
3 O joy all joys beyond,
To see the Lamb who died,
And count each sacred wound
In hands, and feet, and side;
To give to Him the praise
Of every triumph won,
And sing through endless days
The great things He hath done!
4 Look up, ye saints of God,
Nor fear to tread below
The path your Savior trod
Of daily toil and woe;
Wait but a little while
In uncomplaining love,
His own most gracious smile
Shall welcome you above. Tune Title: [There is a blessed home]
There is a blessed home
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]
Blessed are the heirs of heaven
O Lord, my God, I cry to Thee!
Author: N. Selnecker Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #585 (1913) Topics: The Last Things Preparation for Death; The Last Things Preparation for Death Lyrics: 1 O Lord, my God, I cry to Thee!
In my distress Thou helpest me.
To Thee myself I now commend:
O swiftly now Thine angel send
To guide me home and cheer my heart,
When Thou dost call me to depart.
2 O Jesus Christ, Thou Lamb of God,
Once slain to take away our load;
Now let Thy cross, Thine agony,
Avail to save and solace me;
Thy death to open heaven, and there
Bid me the joy of angels share.
3 O Holy Spirit, at the end,
Sweet Comforter, be Thou my friend;
When death and hell assail me sore,
Leave me, O leave me nevermore,
But bear me safely through the strife,
As Thou hast promised, into life! Tune Title: [O Lord, my God, I cry to Thee!]
O Lord, my God, I cry to Thee!
O how blest are ye whose toils are ended!
Author: S. Dach Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #596 (1913) Meter: 10.10.5.10 Topics: The Last Things Burial and Resurrection; The Last Things Burial and Ressurection Lyrics: 1 O how blest are ye whose toils are ended!
Who, through death, have unto God ascended!
Ye have arisen
From the cares which keep us still in prison.
2 We are still as in a dungeon living,
Still oppressed with sorrow and misgiving;
Our undertakings
Are but toils and troubles and heart-breakings.
3 Ye, meanwhile, are in your chambers sleeping,
Quiet, and set free from all our weeping;
No cross nor sadness
There can hinder your untroubled gladness.
4 Christ has wiped away your tears forever;
Ye have that for which we still endeavor.
To you are chanted
Songs which yet no mortal ears were granted.
5 Ah! who would then not depart with gladness,
To inherit heaven for earthly sadness?
Who here would languish
Longer in bewailing and in anguish?
6 Come, O Christ, and loose the chains that bind us!
Lead us forth, and cast this world behind us!
With Thee, th'Anointed,
Finds the soul its joy and rest appointed. Tune Title: [O how blest are ye whose toils are ended]
O how blest are ye whose toils are ended!
Tender Shepherd, Thou hast stilled
Author: J. W. Meinhold Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #599 (1913) Meter: 7.8.7.8.7.7 Topics: The Last Things Burial of Children; The Last Things Burial of Children Lyrics: 1 Gentle Shepherd, Thou hast stilled
Now Thy little lamb's brief weeping;
Ah, how peaceful, pale, and mild,
In its narrow bed 'tis sleeping!
And no sigh of anguish sore
Heaves that little bosom more.
2 In this world of pain and care,
Lord, Thou wouldst no longer leave it;
To Thy heavenly meadows fair
Lovingly thou dost receive it.
Clothed in robes of spotless white,
Now it dwells with Thee in light.
3 O Lord Jesus, grant that we
Where may live where it is living,
And the blissful pastures see
That its heavenly food are giving;
Then the gain of death we prove,
Though Thou take what most we love. Tune Title: [Tender Shepherd, Thou hast stilled]
Tender Shepherd, Thou hast stilled
O Son of God, we wait for Thee
Author: Philipp F. Hiller Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #603 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7.7 Topics: The Last Things Christ's Second Coming; The Last Things Christ's Second Coming Lyrics: 1 O Son of God, we wait for Thee,
We long for Thine appearing,
We know Thou sittest on the throne,
And we Thy name are bearing.
Who trusts in Thee, may joyful be,
And see Thee, Lord, descending
To bring us bliss unending.
2 We wait for Thee, ’mid toil and pain,
In weariness and sighing;
But glad that Thou our guilt hast borne,
And canceled it by dying.
Hence, cheerfully may we with Thee
Take up our cross and bear it,
Till we relief inherit.
3 We wait for Thee; here Thou hast won
Our hearts to hope and duty;
But while our spirits feel Thee near,
Our eyes would see Thy beauty;
We fain would be at rest with Thee
In peace and joy supernal,
In glorious life eternal.
4 We wait for Thee; sure Thou wilt come,
The time is swiftly nearing;
In this we also now rejoice,
And long for Thine appearing.
O bliss ’twill be when Thee we see,
Homeward Thy people bringing,
With transport and with singing! Tune Title: [O Son of God, we wait for Thee]
O Son of God, we wait for Thee
I would not live alway; I ask not to stay
Author: W. A. Muhlenberg Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #580 (1913) Topics: The Last Things Preparation for Death; The Last Things Preparation for Death Lyrics: 1 I would not live alway; I ask not to stay
Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way;
The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here
Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer.
2 I would not live alway, thus fettered by sin,
Temptation without, and corruption within:
E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears,
And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent tears.
3 I would not live alway; no, welcome the tomb:
Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom;
There sweet be my rest, till He bid me arise
To hail Him in triumph descending the skies.
4 Who, who would live alway, away from his God;
Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode,
Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains,
And the noontide of glory eternally reigns?
5 Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet,
Their Savior and brethren transported to greet,
While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll,
And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul. Tune Title: [I would not live alway, I ask not to stay]
I would not live alway; I ask not to stay
Go and let my grave be made
Author: E. M. Arndt Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #588 (1913) Meter: 7.8.7.8.7.7 Topics: The Last Things Burial and Resurrection; The Last Things Burial and Ressurection Lyrics: 1 Go and let my grave be made--
Tired and weary now with straying,
Farewell to the earth I've said,
Heaven's call to peace obeying:
Calls me now the happy rest
Of the angels eve blest.
2 Therefore, earth, farewell I say,
False the hopes from thee we borrow!
Let me now in peace away--
E'en thy very joy is sorrow;
Fleeting is thy beauty's glow,
Vain deceit and empty show!
3 Fare ye well, beloved friends!
Ye whose tears so fast are flowing;
God for all will make amends,
For our griefs are His bestowing:
Mourn not joys that ne'er endure,
Heavenly joys alone are sure.
4 Weep not--lo! my Savior there,
Mercy to my soul revealing;
I, too, have obtained a share
In His heart's deep wounds so healing,
Whence the holy fountain streamed
Which this sinful world redeemed.
5 Weep not--my Redeemer lives--
High above dark earth ascending,
Hope her heavenly comfort gives;
Faith stands by, her shield extending;
Love eternal whispers near,
"Child of God, no longer fear." Tune Title: [Go and let my grave be made]
Go and let my grave be made
It is not death to die
Author: H. A. César Malan Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #592 (1913) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: The Last Things Burial and Resurrection; The Last Things Burial and Ressurection Lyrics: 1 It is not death to die--
To leave this weary road,
And, 'midst the brotherhood on high,
To be at home with God.
2 It is not death to close
The eye long dimmed with tears,
And wake in glorious repose
To spend eternal years.
3 It is not death to bear
The wrench that sets us free
From dungeon chain, to breathe the air
Of boundless liberty.
4 It is not death to fling
Aside this sinful dust,
And rise, on strong exulting wing,
To live among the just.
5 Jesus, Thou Prince of life,
Thy chosen cannot die:
Like Thee, they conquer in the strife,
To reign with Thee on high. Tune Title: [It is not death to die]
It is not death to die
Despair not, O heart, in thy sorrow
Author: A.C. Prudentius; P. Hegelund Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #595 (1913) Topics: The Last Things Burial and Resurrection; The Last Things Burial and Ressurection Lyrics: 1 Despair not, O heart, in thy sorrow,
But hope from God's promises borrow;
Beware, in thy sorrow, of sinning,
For death is of life the beginning.
2 The body is shrouded in mourning;
The garlands, the casket adorning,
Are emblems of hope that betoken,
O death, that thy power is broken.
3 A dearly beloved one hath left us;
God hath in His wisdom bereft us;
But He will not leave us forsaken,--
We know that the dead shall awaken.
4 When dawneth the glorious morrow,
This body, that we view with sorrow,
A glorified form shall be given,
Restored to its spirit in heaven.
5 The seed that in springtime is planted,
Is hid in the ground; but, if granted
A measure of sunshine and showers,
Will spring into fruitage and flowers.
6 A gift to the churchyard we tender,
As dust to the dust we surrender;
Returning the clay to its Maker,
We lay it to rest in God's acre.
7 A soul in that body abided,
A soul that in Jesus confided,
A soul that hath longed for salvation,
And now hath found hope's consumation.
8 O earth, we consign to thy keeping
This body with sorrow and weeping;
In peace to await resurrection,
When it shall arise in perfection.
9 O Christ, our souls' Maker and Lover;
When time and earth's travail are over,
Thou closest the grave's mournful story
And callest Thine own to Thy glory. Tune Title: [Despair not, O heart]
Despair not, O heart, in thy sorrow
Rejoice, rejoice, believers
Author: L. Laurenti Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #602 (1913) Topics: The Last Things Christ's Second Coming; The Last Things Christ's Second Coming Lyrics: 1 Rejoice, rejoice, believers,
And let your lights appear!
The evening is advancing,
And darker night is near.
The Bridegroom is arising,
And soon He draweth nigh;
Up, pray, and watch and wrestle;
At midnight comes the cry!
2 The watchers on the mountain
Proclaim the Bridegroom near;
Go meet Him as He cometh,
With Hallelujahs clear.
The marriage-feast is waiting,
The gates wide open stand;
Up, up ye heirs of glory;
The Bridegroom is at hand!
3 Ye saints, who here in patience
Their cross and sufferings bore,
Shall live and reign for ever,
When sorrow is no more.
Around the throne of glory
The Lamb ye shall behold,
In triumph cast before Him
Their diadems of gold!
4 Our hope and expectation,
O Jesus, now appear;
Arise, Thou Sun so longed for,
O'er this benighted sphere!
With hearts and hands uplifted,
We plead, O Lord, to see
The day of earth's redemption,
That brings us unto Thee! Tune Title: [Rejoice, rejoice, believers]
Rejoice, rejoice, believers
Great God, What do I See and Hear?
Author: William B. Collyer; Unknown Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnal #604 (1941) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Topics: The Last Things Judgment 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 that 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 His 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 heav’n and earth shall pass away,
And thus prepare to meet Thee. Scripture: 1 Thessalonians 4:16-17 Languages: English Tune Title: ES IST GEWISSLICH
Great God, What do I See and Hear?
That day of wrath, that dreadful day
Author: Thomas of Celano Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #606 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Last Things Christ's Second Coming; The Last Things Christ's Second Coming Lyrics: 1 That day of wrath, that dreadful day,
When heaven and earth shall pass away,
What power shall be the sinner's stay?
How shall he meet that dreadful day?
2 When, shriveling like a parched scroll,
The flaming heavens together roll;
When louder yet, and yet more dread,
Resounds the trump that wakes the dead;
3 O on that day, that wrathful day,
When man to judgment wakes from clay,
Be Thou, O Christ, the sinner's stay,
Though heaven and earth shall pass away. Tune Title: [That day of wrath, that dreadful day]
That day of wrath, that dreadful day
For thee, O dear, dear country
Author: Bernard of Cluny Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #608 (1913) Topics: The Last Things The Heavenly Home; The Last Things The Heavenly Home Lyrics: 1 For thee, O dear, dear country,
Mine eyes their vigils keep;
For very love, beholding
Thy happy name, they weep.
The mention of thy glory
Is unction to the breast,
And medicine in sickness,
And love, and life, and rest.
2 O one, O only mansion!
O Paradise of joy!
Where tears are ever banished
And smiles have no alloy;
The Lamb is all thy splendor,
The Crucified thy praise;
His laud and benediction
Thy ransomed people raise.
3 With jasper glow thy bulwarks,
Thy streets with emeralds blaze;
The sardius and the topaz
Unite in thee their rays;
Thine ageless walls are bonded
With amethyst unpriced;
The saints build up thy fabric,
And the corner-stone is Christ.
4 Thou hast no shore, fair ocean!
Thou hast no time, bright day!
Dear fountain of refreshment
To pilgrims far away!
Upon the Rock of Ages
They raise thy holy tower;
Thine is the victor's laurel,
And Thine the golden dower.
5 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: [For thee, O dear, dear country]
For thee, O dear, dear country
Jerusalem, my happy home
Author: Anon.; Joseph Bromhead Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #609 (1913) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Last Things The Heavenly Home; The Last Things The Heavenly Home Lyrics: 1 Jerusalem, my happy home,
Name ever dear to me!
When shall my labors have an end
In joy, and peace, and thee?
2 When shall these eyes thy heaven built walls
And pearly gates behold?
Thy bulwarks with salvation strong,
And streets of shining gold?
3 O when, thou city of my God,
Shall I thy courts ascend,
Where evermore the angels sing,
Where sabbaths have no end?
4 There happier bowers than Eden’s bloom,
Nor sin nor sorrow know:
Blest seats! through rude and stormy scenes
I onward press to you.
5 Why should I shrink at pain and woe,
Or feel at death dismay?
I’ve Canaan’s goodly land in view,
And realms of endless day.
6 Apostles, martyrs, prophets there
Around my Savior stand;
And soon my friends in Christ below
Will join the glorious band.
7 Jerusalem, my happy home!
My soul still pants for thee;
Then shall my labors have an end,
When I thy joy shall see.
Tune Title: [Jerusalem my happy home]
Jerusalem, my happy home
There is a land of pure delight
Author: I. Watts Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #611 (1913) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Last Things The Heavenly Home; The Last Things The Heavenly Home Lyrics: 1 There is a land of pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign;
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.
2 There everlasting spring abides,
And never-withering flowers:
Death, like a narrow sea, divides
This heavenly land from ours.
3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood,
Stand dressed in living green:
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
While Jordan rolled between.
4 But timorous mortals start and shrink
To cross this narrow sea,
And linger trembling on the brink,
And fear to launch away.
5 O could we make our doubts remove,
Those gloomy thoughts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love
With faith's illumined eyes:
6 Could we but climb where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o’er,
Not Jordan’s stream, nor death’s cold flood,
Should fright us from the shore. Tune Title: [There is a land of pure delight]
There is a land of pure delight
Brief life is here our portion
Author: Bernard of Cluny Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #612 (1913) Topics: The Last Things The Heavenly Home; The Last Things The Heavenly Home Lyrics: 1 Brief life is here our portion;
Brief sorrow, short-lived care;
The life that knows no ending,
The tearless life is there.
O happy retribution!
Short toil, eternal rest;
For mortals, and for sinners
A mansion with the blest!
2 And now we fight the battle,
But then shall wear the crown
Of full and everlasting
And passionless renown;
And now we watch and struggle,
And now we live in hope,
And Zion in her anguish
With Babylon must cope;
3 But He whom now we trust in
Shall then be seen and known;
And they that know and see Him
Shall have Him for their own.
The morning shall awaken,
And shadows shall decay,
And each true-hearted servant
Shall shine as doth the day.
4 There grief is turned to pleasure,
Such pleasure as below
No human voice can utter,
No human heart can know.
There God, our king and portion,
In fullness of His grace,
Shall we behold for ever,
And worship face to face.
5 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: [Brief life is here our portion]
Brief life is here our portion
True Light, that lightest all in heaven and earth
Author: G. Thring Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #613 (1913) Meter: 10.6.10.6.7.6.7.6 Topics: The Last Things The Heavenly Home; The Last Things The Heavenly Home Lyrics: 1 True Light, that lightest all in heaven and ,
Light us Thou Light divine;
Children thou mad'st us by a second birth.
children, O Lord, of Thine;
Heirs of a life undying,
The hidden life above,
Strong on Thy strength relying,
Safe in a Father's love.
2 The earth, erewhile so oft bedewed with tears,
Shall be, like man, new-born;
The heavens--unrolled through unimagined years--
Be bright with endless morn;
No room is there for sorrow,
Toll, trouble, want, or care,
None anxious for the morrow,--
There is no morrow there.
3 Light there, eternal light and life shall reign
O'er all without, within;
No stricken soul e'er bow beneath the pain
Of unforgotten sing;
The day shall have no ending,
No night its shadows cast,
All present gladness blending
With gladness in the past.
4 We darkly now, as in a mirror, see
These wondrous worlds on high;
Help us, O Lord, to live our life in Thee,
The life that cannot die;
Till heavenward ever soaring,
By Thy redeeming grace,
Before Thy throne adoring
We see Thee face to face. Tune Title: [True Light, that lightest all in heaven and earth]
True Light, that lightest all in heaven and earth
Where loyal hearts and true stand ever in the light
Author: Frederick W. Faber Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #616 (1913) Meter: 8.6.8.6.6.6.6.6 Topics: The Last Things The Heavenly Home; The Last Things The Heavenly Home First Line: O Paradise, O Paradise Lyrics: 1 O Paradise, O Paradise,
Who doth not crave for rest,
Who would not seek the happy land
Where they that loved are blest?
Where loyal hearts and true
Stand ever in the light,
All rapture through and through,
In God's most holy sight.
2 O Paradise, O Paradise,
The world is growing old;
Who would not be at rest and free
Where love is never cold?
Where loyal hearts and true
Stand ever in the light,
All rapture through and through,
In God's most holy sight.
3 O Paradise, O Paradise,
'Tis weary waiting here;
I long to be where Jesus is,
To feel, to see Him near;
Where loyal hearts and true
Stand ever in the light,
All rapture through and through,
In God's most holy sight.
4 O Paradise, O Paradise,
I want to sin no more,
I want to be as pure on earth
As on Thy spotless shore;
Where loyal hearts and true
Stand ever in the light,
All rapture through and through,
In God's most holy sight.
5 O Paradise, O Paradise,
We shall not wait for long;
E'en now the loving ear may catch
Faint fragments of thy song;
Where loyal hearts and true
Stand ever in the light,
All rapture through and through,
In God's most holy sight.
6 Lord Jesus, King of Paradise,
O keep me in Thy love,
And guide me to that happy land
Of perfect rest above;
Where loyal hearts and true
Stand ever in the light,
All rapture through and through,
In God's most holy sight. Tune Title: [O Paradise, O Paradise]
Where loyal hearts and true stand ever in the light
Ten thousand times ten thousand
Author: Henry Alford Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #617 (1913) Topics: The Last Things The Heavenly Home; The Last Things The Heavenly Home Lyrics: 1 Ten thousand times ten thousand,
In sparkling raiment bright,
The armies of the ransomed saints
Throng up the steeps of light:
'Tis finished! all is finished,
Their fight with death and sin:
Fling open wide the golden gates,
And let the victors in.
2 What rush of Hallelujahs
Fills all the earth and sky!
What ringing of a thousand harps
Bespeaks the triumph nigh!
O day for which creation
And all its tribes were made;
O joy, for all its former woes
A thousand-fold repaid!
3 O then what raptured greetings
On Canaan's happy shore;
What knitting severed friendships up,
Where partings are no more!
Then eyes with joy shall sparkle,
That brimmed with tears of late;
Orphans no longer fatherless,
Nor widows desolate.
4 Bring near Thy great salvation,
Thou Lamb for sinners slain;
Fill up the roll of Thine elect,
Then take Thy power and reign:
Appear, Desire of nations,
Thine exiles long for home;
Show in the heavens Thy promised sign;
Thou Prince and Savior, come! Tune Title: [Ten thousand times ten thousand]
Ten thousand times ten thousand
"Forever with the Lord!"
Author: J. Montgomery Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #618 (1913) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: The Last Things The Heavenly Home; The Last Things The Heavenly Home Lyrics: 1 "Forever with the Lord!"
Amen! so let it be!
Life from the dead is in that word,
'Tis immortality!
2 Here, in the body pent,
Absent from Him I roam,
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent
A day's march nearer home.
3 My Father's house on high,
Home of my soul, how near,
At times, to faith's foreseeing eye,
Thy golden gates appear!
4 Ah!, then my spirit faints
To reach the land I love,
The bright inheritance of saints,
Jerusalem above!
5 "Forever with the Lord!"
O Father, if 'tis Thy will,
The promise of that faithful word
E'en here to me fulfill.
6 Be Thou at my right hand,
Then can I never fail;
Uphold Thou me, and I shall stand;
Fight, and I must prevail.
7 So when my dying breath
Shall rend the veil in twain,
By death I shall escape from death,
To life eternal gain.
8 Knowing as I am known,
How shall I love that word
And oft repeat, before the throne,
"Forever with the Lord!" Tune Title: ["Forever with the Lord!" Amen!]
"Forever with the Lord!"
The sands of time are sinking
Author: Annie R. Cousin Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #597 (1913) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.4 Topics: The Last Things Burial and Resurrection; The Last Things Burial and Ressurection Lyrics: 1 The sands of time are sinking,
The dawn of heaven breaks,
The summer morn I've sighed for,
The fair, sweet morn awakes.
O dark hath been the midnight,
But day-spring is at hand,
And glory, glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land.
2 O Christ, He is the fountain,
The deep, sweet well of love!
The streams of earth I've tasted;
More deep I'll drink above.
There, to an ocean fullness
His mercy doth expand,
And glory, glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land.
3 With mercy and with judgment
My web of time He wove,
And aye the dews of sorrow
Were lustred with His love:
I'll bless the hand that guided,
I'll bless the heart that planned
When throned where glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land.
4 The bride eyes not her garment,
But her dear bridegroom's face;
I will not gaze at glory,
But on my King of grace;
Not at the crown He giveth,
But on His piercèd hand;
The Lamb is all the glory
Of Immanuel's land. Tune Title: [The sands of time are sinking]
The sands of time are sinking
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 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
Jerusalem, Thou City Fair and High
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
For Me to Live Is Jesus
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?]
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
Asleep in Jesus! Blessed Sleep
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
Who Knows when Death May Overtake Me
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
A Pilgrim and a Stranger
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
Why Do We Mourn Departing Friends
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
This Body in the Grave We Lay
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
Day of Wrath, O Day of Mourning
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