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Death at hand
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #368 (1845) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Consummation of Things Death 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 are we.
2 Our wasting lives are short'ning still,
As months and days increase;
And ev'ry beating pulse we tell
Leaves but the number less.
3 Dangers stand thick through all the ground,
To push us to the tomb;
And fierce diseases wait around,
To hurry mortals home.
4 Good God! on what a slender thread,
Hang everlasting things!
Th'eternal states of all the dead,
Upon life's feeble strings.
5 Yet while a world of joy or wo
Depends on ev'ry breath,
Thoughtless and unconcern'd we go
Upon the brink of death.
6 Waken, O Lord! our drowsy sense,
To walk this dang'rous road;
And if our souls are hurried hence,
May they be found with God!
Languages: English
Death at hand
Victory over Death
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #372 (1845) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Consummation of Things Death First Line: When death appears before my sight Lyrics: 1 When death appears before my sight,
In all his dire array;
Unequal to the dreadful fight,
My courage dies away.
2 How shall I meet this potent foe
Whose frown my soul alarms?
Dark horror sits upon his brow;
And vict'ry waits his arms.
3 But see my glorious Leader nigh!
Jesus, my Savior, lives:
Before him death's pale terrors fly,
And my faint heart revives.
4 O may I meet the final hour
With fortitude divine!
Sustain'd by his almighty pow'r,
The conquest must be mine.
5 Lord! I commit my soul to thee:
Accept the sacred trust;
Receive this nobler part of me,
And watch my sleeping dust.
6 O let me join angelic lays,
And, with the blissful throng,
Resound salvation, pow'r, and praise,
In everlasting song! Languages: English
Victory over Death
When life's tempestuous storms are o'er
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #383 (1845) Topics: Consummation of Things Death Lyrics: 1 When life's tempestuous storms are o'er,
How calm he meets the friendly shore,
Who liv'd averse from sin!
Such peace on virtue's path attends,
That, where the sinner's pleasure ends,
The Christian's joys begin.
2 See smiling patience smooth his brow!
See bending angels downwards bow,
To left his soul on high!
While, eager for the blest abode,
He joins with them to praise the God,
Who taught him how to die.
3 No sorrow drowns his lifted eyes;
No horror wrests the struggling sighs,
As from the sinner's breast:
His God, the God of peace and love,
Pours kindly solace from above,
And heals his soul with rest.
4 O grant, my Savior, and my Friend!
Such joys may gild my peaceful end,
So calm my ev'ning close;
While, loos'd from ev'ry earthly tie,
With steady confidence I fly
To thee from whom I rose! Languages: English
When life's tempestuous storms are o'er
The Grave
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #386 (1845) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Consummation of Things Death First Line: The grave is now a favor'd spot Lyrics: 1 The grave is now a favor'd spot,--
To saints who sleep, in Jesus bless'd;
For there the wicked trouble not,
And there the weary are at rest.
2 At rest in Jesus' faithful arms;
At rest as in a peaceful bed;
Secure from all the dreadful storms,
Which round this sinful world are spread.
3 Thrice happy souls, who're gone before
To that inheritance divine!
They labor, sorrow, sigh no more,
But bright in endless glory shine.
4 Then let our mournful tears be dry,
Or in a gentle measure flow;
We hail them happy in the sky,
And joyful wait our call to go. Scripture: Job 3:17 Languages: English
The Grave
What sinners value, I resign
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #389 (1845) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Consummation of Things Resurrection Lyrics: 1 What sinners value, I resign:
Lord! 'tis enough that thou art mine!
I shall behold thy blissful face,
And stand complete in righteousness.
2 This life's a dream, an empty show;
But the bright world, to which I go,
Hath joys substantial and sincere:
When shall I wake and find me there!
3 O glorious hour! O bless'd abode!
I shall be near and like my God;
And flesh and sin no more control
The sacred pleasures of the soul.
4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground,
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound;
Then burst the chains with sweet surprise,
And in my Savior's image rise.
Languages: English
What sinners value, I resign
Books opened
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #392 (1845) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Consummation of Things Judgment and Eternity First Line: Methinks the last great day is come Lyrics: 1 Methinks the last great day is come,
Methinks I hear the trumpet sound,
That shakes the earth, rends ev'ry tomb,
And wakes the pris'ners under ground.
2 The mighty deep gives up her trust,
Aw'd by the Judge's high command;
Both small and great now quit their dust,
And round the dread tribunal stand.
3 Behold the awful books display'd,
Big with th'important fates of men!
Each word and deed now public made,
Written by heaven's unerring pen.
4 To ev'ry soul the books assign
The joyous or the dread reward;
Sinners in vain lament and pine:
No pleas the Judge will here regard.
5 Lord, when these awful leaves unfold,
May life's fair book my soul approve;
There may I read my name enroll'd,
And triumph in redeeming love. Scripture: Revelation 22:12 Languages: English
Books opened
Heav'n has confirm'd the great decree
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #401 (1845) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Consummation of Things Judgment and Eternity Lyrics: 1 Heav'n has confirm'd the great decree
That Adam's race must die:
One gen'ral ruin sweeps them down,
And low in dust they lie.
2 Ye living men, the tomb survey,
Where you must quickly dwell.
Hark how the awful summons sounds
In ev'ry fun'ral knell!
3 Once you must die, and once for all;
The solemn purport weigh;
For know, that heav'n and hell are hung
On that important day.
4 Those eyes, so long in darkness veil'd,
Must wake the Judge to see;
And ev'ry word, and ev'ry thought
Must pass his scrutiny.
5 O may I in the Judge behold
My Savior and my Friend,
And far beyond the reach of death
With all his saints ascend! Languages: English
Heav'n has confirm'd the great decree
The Lord, the Judge, his churches warns
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #402 (1845) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Consummation of Things Judgment and Eternity Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the Judge, his churches warns:
Let hypocrites attend and fear,
Who place their hope in rites and forms,
But make not faith nor love their care.
2 They dare rehearse his awful name
With lips of falsehood and deceit;
A friend or brother they defame,
And sooth and flatter those they hate.
3 They watch to do their neighbors wrong,
Yet dare to seek their Maker's face;
They take his cov'nant on their tongue,
But break his laws, abuse his grace.
4 And, while his judgments long delay,
They grow secure and sin the more;
They think he sleeps, as well as they,
And put far off the evil hour.
5 O dreadful hour, when God draws near,
And sets their crimes before their eyes!
Anguish their guilty souls shall tear,
And no deliv'rer dare to rise. Languages: English
The Lord, the Judge, his churches warns
When, bending o'er the brink of life
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #363 (1845) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Consummation of Things Death Lyrics: 1 When, bending o'er the brink of life,
My trembling soul shall stand,
Waiting to pass death's awful flood,
Great God, at thy command!
2 When weeping friends surround my bed,
And close my sightless eyes;
When shatter'd by the weight of years
This broken body lies:
3 When ev'ry long-lov'd scene of life
Stands ready to depart;
When the last sigh that shakes the frame
Shall rend this bursting heart:
4 O, thou great Source of joy supreme,
Whose arm alone can save,
Dispel the darkness that surrounds
The entrance to the grave!
5 Lay thy supporting gentle hand
Beneath my sinking head;
And, with a ray of love divine,
Illume my dying bed!
Scripture: 1 Samuel 15:32 Languages: English
When, bending o'er the brink of life
Oh, where shall rest be found
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #364 (1845) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Consummation of Things Death Lyrics: 1 Oh, where shall rest be found,
Rest for the weary soul?
’Twere vain the ocean’s depths to sound,
Or pierce to either pole.
2 The world can never give
The bliss for which we sigh;
’Tis not the whole of life to live,
Nor all of death to die.
3 Beyond this vale of tears,
There is a life above,
Unmeasured by the flight of years--
And all that life is love.
4 There is a death whose pang
Outlasts the fleeting breath:
Oh! what eternal horrors hang
Around the second death!
5 Lord God of truth and grace!
Teach us that death to shun:--
Lest we be banished from thy face,
And evermore undone.
6 Here would we end our quest--
Alone are found in thee
The life of perfect love--the rest
Of immortality. Languages: English
Oh, where shall rest be found
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