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Commit thou all thy griefs
Author: John Wesley; Paul Gerhardt Appears in 245 hymnals Used With Tune: Moccas
Commit thou all thy griefs
Come, Holy Spirit, come
Appears in 541 hymnals Topics: General Hymns Used With Tune: MOCCAS
Come, Holy Spirit, come
It is not death to die
Author: H. A. Cèsar Malan; George Washington Bethune Appears in 176 hymnals 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 by 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.
Amen. Topics: The Life Everlasting Death Used With Tune: MOCCAS
It is not death to die
And must this body die
Author: Isaac Watts (1674-1748) Appears in 376 hymnals Used With Tune: MOCCAS
And must this body die
Oh, for the death of those
Author: Dr. Wm. Maxwell (1784-1857) Appears in 182 hymnals Used With Tune: MOCCAS
Oh, for the death of those
Fierce was the storm of wind
Author: Rev. H. W. Beadon Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 19 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Fierce was the storm of wind,
The surging waves ran high,
Failed the disciples' hearts with fear,
Though Thou, their Lord, wast nigh.
2 But at the stern rebuke
Of Thy almighty word,
The wind was hushed, the billows ceased,
And owned Thee, God the Lord.
3 So, now, when depths of sin
Our souls with terrors fill,
Arise, and be our helper, Lord,
And speak Thy, "Peace, be still."
4 When death's dark sea we cross,
Be with us in Thy power,
Now let the water-floods prevail,
In that dread trial-hour.
5 And, when amid the signs,
Which speak Thine Advent near,
The roaring of the sea and waves
Fills faithless hearts with fear;
6 May we all undismayed
The raging tempest see,
Lift up our heads and hail with joy
Thy great Epiphany.
Amen.
Used With Tune: [Fierce was the storm of wind]
Fierce was the storm of wind
