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Jerusalem the Golden
Author: Bernard of Cluny, 12th cent.; John Mason Neale Hymnal: Trinity Psalter Hymnal #468 (2018) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Topics: Heaven anticipation of Lyrics: 1 Jerusalem the golden,
with milk and honey blest,
beneath your 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.
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,
forever and forever
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 are, with God the Father
and Spirit, ever blest. Scripture: Revelation 21 Languages: English Tune Title: EWING
Jerusalem the Golden
I would not live alway: I ask not to stay
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #471 (1870) Meter: 11.11.11.11 Topics: Death anticipation of 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 fetter'd by sin,
Temptation without and corruption within:
E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears,
And the cup of salvation 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 Saviour and brethren, transported to greet:
While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll,
And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul. Languages: English
I would not live alway: I ask not to stay
The Sands of Time Are Sinking
Author: Anne R. Cousin; Samuel Rutherford, 1600-1661 Hymnal: Trinity Psalter Hymnal #471 (2018) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.5 Topics: Heaven anticipation of 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;
dark, dark hath been the midnight,
but dayspring is at hand,
and glory, glory dwelleth
in Emmanuel's land.
2 The King there in his beauty
without a veil is seen;
it were a well-spent journey,
though sev'n deaths lay between:
the Lamb with his fair army
doth on Mount Zion stand,
and glory, glory dwelleth
in Emmanuel's land.
3 O Christ, he is the fountain,
the deep sweet well of love!
The streams on earth I've tasted,
more deep I'll drink above:
there to an ocean fullness
his mercy doth expand,
and glory, glory dwelleth
in Emmanuel'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 gifteth,
but on his piercèd hand:
the Lamb is all the glory
of Emmanuel's land. Scripture: Isaiah 8:8 Languages: English Tune Title: RUTHERFORD
The Sands of Time Are Sinking
They come, God's messengers of love
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #472 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Death anticipation of Lyrics: 1 They come, God’s messengers of love,
They come from realms of peace above,
From homes of never-fading light,
From blissful mansions ever bright.
2 They come to watch around us here,
To soothe our sorrow, calm our fear;
And whisper to the faithful heart,
"O Christian soul, in peace depart."
3 Blest Jesus, Thou whose groans and tears
Have sanctified frail nature’s fears,
To earth in bitter sorrow weigh'd,
Thou didst not scorn Thine angel’s aid:
4 An angel guard to us supply,
When on the bed of death we lie:
And by Thine own almighty power,
Oh, shield us in the last dread hour.
Languages: English
They come, God's messengers of love
There is an hour when I must part
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #473 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Death anticipation of Lyrics: 1 There is an hour when I must part
From all I hold most dear;
And life, with its best hopes, will then
As nothingness appear.
2 There is an hour when I must sink
Beneath the stroke of death;
And yield to Him who gave it first,
My struggling vital breath.
3 There is an hour when I must stand
Before the judgment-seat;
And all my sins, and all my foes,
In awful vision meet.
4 There is an hour when I must look
On one Eternity;
And nameless woe, or blissful life,
My endless portion be.
5 O Saviour, then in all my need
Be near, be near to me!
And let my soul, by steadfast faith,
Find life and heaven in Thee. Languages: English
There is an hour when I must part
Thee we adore, Eternal Name!
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #475 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Death anticipation of 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 Great God! on what a slender thread
Hang everlasting things!
Th'eternal state of all the dead
Upon life's feeble strings.
4 Infinite joy, or endless woe
Attends on every breath;
And yet, how unconcern'd we go
Upon the brink of death!
5 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense,
To walk this dangerous road!
And if our souls are hurried hence,
May they be found with God. Languages: English
Thee we adore, Eternal Name!
Why should we start and fear to die?
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #477 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Death anticipation of Lyrics: 1 Why should we start and fear to die?
What tim'rous worms we mortals are!
Death is the gate of endless joy,
And yet we dread to enter there.
2 The pains, the groans, the dying strife,
Fright our approaching souls away:
Still we shrink back again to life,
Fond of our prison and our clay.
3 Oh, if my Lord would come and meet,
My soul should stretch her wings in haste,
Fly fearless through death’s iron gate,
Nor feel the terrors as she pass'd.
4 Jesus can make a dying bed
Feel soft as downy pillows are,
While on his breast I lean my head,
And breathe my life out sweetly there. Languages: English
Why should we start and fear to die?
Beneath our feet and o'er our head
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #478 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Death anticipation of Lyrics: 1 Beneath our feet and o'er our head
Is equal warning given;
Beneath us lie the countless dead,
And far above in heaven.
2 Death rides on ev'ry passing breeze,
And lurks in ev'ry flower;
Each season has its own disease,
Its peril ev'ry hour.
3 Turn, sinner, turn: thy danger know:
Where'er thy foot can tread,
The earth rings hollow from below,
And warns thee of her dead.
4 Turn, Christian, turn: thy soul apply
To truths which hourly tell
That they who underneath thee lie
Shall live in heaven--or hell. Languages: English
Beneath our feet and o'er our head
When, rising from the bed of death
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #479 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Death anticipation of Lyrics: 1 When, rising from the bed of death,
O’erwhelm'd with guilt and fear,
I see my Maker face to face,
Oh, how shall I appear?
2 If yet, while pardon may be found,
And mercy may be sought,
My heart with inward horror shrinks,
And trembles at the thought:--
3 When Thou, O Lord! shalt stand disclosed
In majesty severe,
And sit in judgment on my soul,
Oh, how shall I appear!
4 But there's forgiveness, Lord, with Thee;
Thy nature is benign:
Thy pard'ning mercy I implore
For mercy, Lord, is Thine.
5 Oh, let Thy boundless mercy shine
On my benighted soul!
Correct my passions, mend my heart,
And all my fears control.
6 And may I taste Thy richer grace,
In that decisive hour.
When Christ to judgment shall descend
And time shall be no more. Languages: English
When, rising from the bed of death
Oh, where shall rest be found
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #480 (1870) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Death anticipation of 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 driven 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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