305. Hark, A Voice Saith, All Are Mortal

1 Hark, a voice saith, all are mortal,
Yea, all flesh must fade as grass;
Only through a death-rent portal
To a better world ye pass;
Dust to dust must sink inglorious
Ere this body rise victorious
To the realms of life and light,
Won for saints thro' Jesus' might.

2 Therefore, when my Father chooses,
Willingly my life I'll yield;
He but gains, nay, never loses,
Who with Jesus quits the field;
For in my Redeemer's merit
Peace has found my troubled spirit,
And in death my comfort this:
Jesus' death assures me bliss.

3 In those bright celestial regions
All is life and peace and joy;
Souls are there in countless legions,
Happy in the Lord's employ.
There the Seraphim are dwelling
Who, in holiness excelling,
Praise with heaven's mighty host
Father, Son and Holy Ghost.

4 There the patriarchs are living,
There the prophets all abide,
There th'apostles, homage giving,
Ever dwell at Jesus' side.
There the Lord's whole congregation
Has its place of habitation;
There, to honor God, their King,
All their hallelujahs sing.

5 O blest city of the sainted,
Wondrous fair Jerusalem,
How thy beauty, pure, unattained,
Sparkles like a precious gem!
What sweet voices there are sounding,
And what joys are there abounding!
Night shall never follow day,
Light from God will shine for aye.

Text Information
First Line: Hark, a voice saith, all are mortal
Title: Hark, A Voice Saith, All Are Mortal
Author: Joh. Rosenmüller
Translator (st. 1-2): Catherine Winkworth
Translator (st. 3-5): H. Brueckner
Meter: 8 7 8 7 8 8 7 7
Language: English
Publication Date: 1930
Topic: The Christian Life: Heaven
Tune Information
Name: ROSENMÜLLER
Composer: J. Hintze (1678)
Meter: 8 7 8 7 8 8 7 7
Key: C Major
Source: German chorale: Alle Menschen muessen sterben



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