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I Fall Asleep in Jesus' Wounds

Author: P. Eber, 1511-69; C. Winkworth, 1827-78 Hymnal: ELH1996 #530 (1996) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 First Line: I fall asleep in Jesus' wounds Lyrics: 1 I fall asleep in Jesus' wounds; There pardon for my sins abounds. Yea, Jesus' blood and righteousness My jewels are, my glorious dress. In these before my God I'll stand When I shall reach the heav'nly land. 2 With peace and joy I now depart; God's child I am with all my heart. I thank thee, death, thou leadest me To that true life where I would be. So cleansed by Christ, I fear not death. Lord Jesus, strengthen Thou my faith. Topics: Death: A Sleep; Trinity 24 Languages: English Tune Title: VATER UNSER

O Blessed Sun Whose Splendor

Author: K. J. P. Spitta, 1801-1859; R. Massie, 1800-87 Hymnal: ELH1996 #531 (1996) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6 Lyrics: 1 O blessed Sun whose splendor Dispels the shades of night; O Jesus, my Defender, My souls' supreme delight, Though fortune should bereave me Of all I love the best, If Thou Thy love still leave me, I freely give the rest. 2 I know no life divided, O Lord of life, from Thee; In Thee is life provided For all mankind and me; I know no death, O Jesus, Because I live in Thee; Thy death it is which frees us From death eternally. 3 Lord, with this truth impress me, And write it on my heart, To comfort, cheer, and bless me, That Thou my Savior art. Thy love it was which sought me, Thyself unsought by me, And for Thy ransom bought me To live for aye in Thee. Topics: Death: A Sleep; Trinity 24 Languages: English Tune Title: HEAVENLY LOVE

Jesus Christ, My Sure Defense

Author: C. Winkworth, 1827-78 Hymnal: ELH1996 #532 (1996) Meter: 7.8.7.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Jesus Christ, my sure Defense And my Savior, ever liveth; Knowing this, my confidence Rests upon the hope it giveth Though the night of death be fraught Still with many an anxious thought. 2 Jesus, my Redeemer, lives; I, too, unto life shall waken. Endless joy my Savior gives; Shall my courage, then, be shaken? Shall I fear? How could the Head Rise and leave His members dead? 3 Nay, too closely am I bound Unto Him by hope forever; Faith's strong hand the Rock hath found, Grasped it, and will leave it never. Even death now cannot part From its Lord the trusting heart. 4 I am flesh and must return Unto dust, whence I am taken; But by faith I now discern That from death I shall awaken With my Savior to abide In His glory, at His side. 5 Glorified, I shall anew With this flesh then be enshrouded; In this body I shall view God, my Lord, with eyes unclouded, In this flesh I then shall see Jesus Christ eternally. 6 Then these eyes my Lord shall know, My Redeemer and my Brother; In His love my soul shall glow I myself, and not another! Then the weakness I feel here Shall forever disappear. 7 They who sorrow here and moan There in gladness shall be reigning; Earthly here the seed is sown, There immortal life attaining. Here our sinful bodies die, Glorified to dwell on high. 8 Then take comfort and rejoice, For His members Christ will cherish. Fear not, they will hear His voice; Dying, they shall never perish; For the very grave is stirred When the trumpet's blast is heard. 9 Laugh to scorn the gloomy grave And at death no longer tremble; He, the Lord, who came to save Will at last His own assemble. They will go their Lord to meet, Treading death beneath their feet. 10 O that ye would set your hearts High above all earthy pleasures. Take instead what He imparts Who hath giv'n you lasting treasures. There your heart's affections give Where ye shall forever live. Topics: End Times; Trinity 25 Languages: English Tune Title: JESUS, MIENE ZUBERSICHT

Preserve Thy Word, O Savior

Author: A Gryphius, 1616-65; W. J. Schaefer, 1891-1976 Hymnal: ELH1996 #533 (1996) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6 Topics: End Times; Trinity 25 Languages: English

The World Is Very Evil

Author: Bernard of Cluny (Morlas), 12th cent. ; J. M. Neale, 1818-66 Hymnal: ELH1996 #534 (1996) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6 Lyrics: 1 The world is very evil, The times are waxing late; Be sober and keep vigil, The Judge is at the gate; The Judge that comes in mercy, The Judge that comes with might, To terminate the evil, To diadem the right. 2 Arise, arise, good Christian, Let right to wrong succeed; Let penitential sorrow To heav'nly gladness lead To light that hath no evening, That knows no moon nor sun, The light so new and golden, The light that is but one. 3 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! 4 And now we light 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. 5 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. And there is David's fountain And life in fullest glow; And there the light is golden, And milk and honey flow. 6 O home of fadeless splendor, Of flow'rs that bear no thorn, Where they shall dwell as children Who here as exiles mourn. Midst pow'r that knows no limit, Where knowledge has no bound, The beatific vision Shall glad the saints around. 7 Jerusalem the golden, With milk and honey blessed, Beneath thy contemplation Sink heart and voice oppressed. I know not, O I know not, What joys await us there, What radiancy of glory, What bliss beyond compare. 8 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. 9 There is the throne of David; And there, from care released, The shout of them that triumph, The song of them that feast; And they who with their Leader Have conquered in the fight Forever and forever Are clad in robes of white. 10 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. 11 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. 12 With jasper glow thy bulwarks, Thy streets with em'ralds 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, The cornerstone is Christ. 13 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. 14 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. Topics: End Times; Trinity 25 Languages: English Tune Title: EWING

Farewell I Gladly Bid Thee

Author: V. Herberger, 1562-1627; C. Winkworth, 1827-78 Hymnal: ELH1996 #535 (1996) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6 Lyrics: 1 Farewell I gladly bid thee, False, evil world, farewell. Thy life is vain and sinful, With thee I would not dwell. I long to be in heaven, In that untroubled sphere Where they will be rewarded Who served their God while here. 2 By Thy good counsel lead me, O Son of God, my Stay; In each perplexing trial Help me, O Lord, I pray. Mine hour of sorrow shorten, Support my fainting heart, From ev'ry cross deliver, The crown of life impart. 3 When darkness round me gathers, Thy name and cross, still bright, Deep in my heart are sparkling Like stars in blackest night. O heart, this image cherish: The Christ on Calvary, How patiently He suffered And shed His blood for me! 4 Lord, hide my soul securely Deep in Thy wounded side; From ev'ry danger shield me And to Thy glory guide. He has been truly blessed Who reaches heav'n above; He has found perfect healing Who rests upon Thy love. 5 Lord, write my name, I pray Thee, Now in the Book of Life, And with all true believers Take me where joys are rife. There let me bloom and flourish, Thy perfect freedom prove, And tell, as I adore Thee, How faithful was Thy love. Topics: End Times; Trinity 25 Languages: English Tune Title: VALET WILL ICH DIR GEBEN

O Son of God, We Wait for Thee

Author: P. F. Hiller, 1699-1769; J. A. Seiss, 1823-1904 Hymnal: ELH1996 #536 (1996) Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.4.7.7 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. Oh, bliss ’twill be When Thee we see, Homeward Thy people bringing, With transport and with singing! Topics: Judgment Day; Trinity 26 Languages: English Tune Title: WAS GOTT TUT

Day of Wrath

Author: Thomas of Celano; W. J. Irons, 1812-83 Hymnal: ELH1996 #537 (1996) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 First Line: Day of wrath, O day of mourning Lyrics: 1 Day of wrath, O day of mourning! See fulfilled the prophet's warning: Heav'n and earth in ashes burning. Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth, Through earth's sepulchers it ringeth, All before the throne it bringeth. O what fear man's bosom rendeth When from heav'n the Judge descendeth On whose sentence all dependeth. 2 Death is struck and nature quaking; All creation is awaking, To its Judge an answer making. Lo, the book, exactly worded, Wherein all hath been recorded; Thence shall judgment be awarded. When the Judge His seat attaineth, And each hidden deed arraigneth, Nothing unavenged remaineth. 3 What shall I, frail man, be pleading, Who for me be interceding When the just are mercy needing? King of Majesty tremendous, Who dost free salvation send us, Fount of pity, then befriend us! Righteous Judge, for sin's pollution Grant Thy gift of absolution Ere the Day of Retribution. 4 Faint and weary Thou hast sought me, On the cross of suff'ring bought me; Shall such grace be vainly brought me? Think, good Jesus, my salvation Caused Thy wondrous incarnation; Leave me not to sin's damnation! Guilty now I pour my moaning, All my shame with anguish owning: Hear, O Christ, Thy servant's groaning! 5 Bows my heart in meek submission, Strewn with ashes of contrition; Help me in my last condition! Worthless are my prayers and sighing; Yet, Good Lord, in grace complying, Rescue me from fires undying. Thou the sinful woman savedst; Thou the dying thief forgavest; Thus to me true hope vouchsafest! 6 With Thy favored sheep then place me, Nor among the goats abase me, But to Thy right hand upraise me. While the wicked are confounded, Doomed to flames of woe unbounded, Call me, with Thy saints surrounded. To the rest Thou didst prepare me On Thy cross; O Christ, upbear me! Spare, O God, in mercy spare me. Topics: Judgment Day; Trinity 26 Languages: English Tune Title: DIES IRAE

The Day Is Surely Drawing Near

Author: B. Ringwaldt, 1532-99; P. A. Peter, 1832-1919 Hymnal: ELH1996 #538 (1996) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 The day is surely drawing near When God's Son, the Anointed, Shall with great majesty appear As Judge of all appointed. All mirth and laughter then shall cease When flames on flames will still increase, As Scripture truly teacheth. 2 A trumpet loud shall then resound And all the earth be shaken. Then all who in their graves are found Shall from their sleep awaken; But all that live shall in that hour By the Almighty's boundless pow'r Be changed at His commanding. 3 A book is opened then to all, A record truly telling What each hath done, both great and small, When he on earth was dwelling; And ev'ry heart be clearly seen, And all be known as they have been In thoughts and words and actions. 4 Then woe to those who scorned the Lord And sought but carnal pleasures, Who here despised His precious Word And loved their earthly treasures! With shame and trembling they will stand And at the Judge's stern command To Satan be delivered. 5 O Jesus, who my debt didst pay And for my sin wast smitten; Within the Book of Life, O may My name be also written! I will not doubt; I trust in Thee, From Satan Thou hast made me free And from all condemnation. 6 Therefore my Intercessor be And for Thy blood and merit Declare my name from judgment free With all who life inherit, That I may see Thee face to face With all Thy saints in that blest place Which Thou for us hast purchased. 7 O Jesus Christ, do not delay, But hasten our salvation; We often tremble on our way In fear and tribulation. Then hear us when we cry to Thee; Come, mighty Judge, and make us free From ev'ry evil! Amen. Topics: Judgment Day; Trinity 26 Languages: English Tune Title: ES IST GEWISSLICH

Jerusalem, My Happy Home

Author: F. B. P., 16th cent. Hymnal: ELH1996 #539 (1996) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Jerusalem, my happy home, Name ever dear to me! When shall my labors have an end? Thy joys when shall I see? 2 O happy harbor of the saints! O sweet and pleasant soil! In thee no sorrow may be found, No grief, no care, no toil. 3 In thee no sickness may be seen, No hurt, no ache, no sore; In thee there is no dread of death, But life forevermore. 4 Thy saints are crowned with glory great; They see God face to face; They triumph still, they still rejoice: Most happy is their case. 5 There Mary sings Magnificat With tune surpassing sweet; And all the virgins chant their parts, Sitting about her feet. 7 There Magdalene hath left her moan And cheerfully doth sing With blessed saints whose harmony In ev'ry street doth ring. 8 Apostles, martyrs, prophets there Around my Savior stand; And soon my friends in Christ below Will join the glorious band. 9 Jerusalem, my happy home! My soul still pants for thee; Then shall my labors have an end, When I thy joy shall see. Topics: Heaven's Eternal Joy; Trinity 27 Languages: English Tune Title: LAND OF REST