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Our God, our Help in ages past
Author: Watts Hymnal: CBWM1872 #538 (1890) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Our God, our Help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come;
Our Shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal Home!
2 Under the shadow of Thy throne
Thy saints have dwelt secure;
Sufficient is Thine arm alone,
And our defense is sure.
3 Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting Thou art God,
To endless years the same.
4 Thy word commands our flesh to dust:
"Return, ye sons of men;"
All nations rose from earth at first,
And turn to earth again.
5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all its sons away;
They fly forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.
6 Like flowery fields the nations stand,
Pleased with the morning light:
The flowers beneath the mower's hand
Lie withering ere 'tis night.
7 Our God, our Help in ages past,
Our Hope for years to come,
Be Thou our Guard while troubles last,
And our eternal Home! Topics: Death and Eternity Preparation for Death; Circumcision; Name of Christ; New Years Day; Epiphany, Third Sunday; Twenty Fourth Sunday after Trinity Scripture: Psalm 90 Languages: English Tune Title: WOBURN
Our God, our Help in ages past
Thee we adore, Eternal Name
Author: Watts Hymnal: CBWM1872 #539 (1890) Meter: 8.6.8.6 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 grow shorter still,
As days and months increase;
And every beating pulse we tell
Leaves but the number less.
3 The year rolls round, and steals away
The breath that first it gave:
Whate'er we do, where'er we be,
We're travelling to the grave.
4 Dangers stand thick through all the ground,
To push us to the tomb;
And fierce diseases wait around,
To hurry mortals home.
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. Topics: Death and Eternity Preparation for Death Languages: English Tune Title: WESTMINSTER
Thee we adore, Eternal Name
Let others boast how strong they be
Author: Watts Hymnal: CBWM1872 #540 (1890) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Let others boast how strong they be,
Nor death nor danger fear;
While we'll confess, O Lord, to Thee,
What feeble things we are.
2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand,
And flourish bright and gay;
A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land,
And fades the grass away.
3 Our life contains a thousand springs,
And dies if one be wrong;
Strange, that a harp of thousand strings
Should keep in tune so long.
4 But 'tis our God supports our frame,
The God that formed us first,
Salvation to the almighty Name
That reared us from the dust!
5 While we have breath, or life, or tongues,
Our Maker we'll adore.
His Spirit moves our heaving lungs,
Or they would breathe no more. Topics: Death and Eternity Preparation for Death Languages: English Tune Title: MANCHESTER
Let others boast how strong they be
A few more years shall roll
Author: Horatius Bonar Hymnal: CBWM1872 #541 (1890) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 A few more years shall roll,
A few more seasons come,
And we shall be with those that rest,
Asleep within the tomb:
Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that great day;
O wash me in Thy precious Blood,
And take my sins away!
2 A few more storms shall beat
On this wild, rocky shore,
And we shall be where tempests cease,
And surges swell no more.
A few more struggles here,
A few more partings o'er,
A few more toils, a few more tears,
And we shall weep no more.
3 'Tis but a little while
And He shall come again,
Who died that we might live, who lives
That we with Him may reign:
Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that bright day;
O wash me in Thy precious Blood,
And take my sins away!
Topics: Death and Eternity Preparation for Death; Twenty Fifth Sunday after Trinity Languages: English Tune Title: LAMBERTVILLE
A few more years shall roll
I would not live alway; I ask not to stay
Author: William Augustus Muhlenberg Hymnal: CBWM1872 #542 (1890) Meter: 11.11.11.11 Lyrics: 1 I would not live alway; I ask not to stay
Where storm after storm rises dark o'er our 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 fettered by sin,
Temptation without, and corruption within:
E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears,
And the cup of thanksgiving 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 songs of salvation unceasingly roll,
And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul! Topics: Death and Eternity Preparation for Death; Easter Eve Languages: English Tune Title: ST. LUKE'S
I would not live alway; I ask not to stay
O what terror in thy forethought
Author: Peter Damian, d. 1072; John Mason Neale Hymnal: CBWM1872 #543 (1890) Meter: 8.7 Lyrics: 1 O what terror in thy forethought,
Ending scene of mortal life!
Heart is sickened, reins are loosened,
Thrills each nerve, with terror rife,
When the anxious heart depicteth
All the anguish of the strife!
2 Christ, unconquered King of glory!
Thou my wretched soul relieve
In that last extremest terror
When the body she must leave:
Let the Accuser of the brethren
O'er me then no power receive!
3 Let the Prince of darkness vanish,
And Gehenna's legions fly!
Shepherd, Thou Thy sheep, thus ransomed,
To Thy country lead on high,
Where for ever in fruition
I may see Thee eye to eye! Topics: Death and Eternity Preparation for Death; Advent, Second Sunday; Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity; Twenty Fourth Sunday after Trinity; Twenty Fifth Sunday after Trinity Languages: English Tune Title: ST. PETER'S
O what terror in thy forethought
My God, I know that I must die
Author: Benjamin Schmolk, d. 1737; Jane Borthwick Hymnal: CBWM1872 #544 (1890) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 My God, I know that I must die:
My mortal life is passing hence;
On earth I neither hope nor try
To find a lasting residence.
Then teach me by Thy heavenly grace
With joy and peace my death to face.
2 My God, I know not when I die;
What is the moment or the hour;
How soon the clay may broken lie,
How quickly pass away the flower:
Then may Thy child preparéd be
Through time to meet eternity.
3 My God, I know not how I die;
For death has many ways to come,
In dark mysterious agony,
On gently as a sleep to some.
Just as Thou wilt, if but it be
To bring me, blessed Lord, to Thee!
4 My God, I know not where I die,
Where is my grace, beneath what strand;
Yet from its gloom I do rely
To be delivered by Thy hand.
Content, I take what spot is mine,
Since all the earth,, my Lord, is Thine.
5 My gracious God, when I must die,
O bear my happy soul above,
With Christ, my Lord, eternally
To share Thy glory and Thy Love:
Then comes it right and well to me,
When, where, and how my death shall be. Topics: Death and Eternity Preparation for Death; Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Languages: English Tune Title: MACCABAEUS
My God, I know that I must die
I know my end must surely come
Author: Solomon Frank; Miss Winkworth Hymnal: CBWM1872 #545 (1890) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 I know my end must surely come,
But know not when, or where, or how;
It may be I shall hear my doom
To-night, to-morrow, nay, or now;
Ere yet this present hour is fled,
This living body may be dead.
2 Lord Jesus, let me daily die,
And at the last Thy presence give;
Then Death his utmost power may try,
He can but make me truly live.
Then welcome my last hour shall be,
When, where, and how it pleases Thee. Topics: Death and Eternity Preparation for Death; Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Languages: English Tune Title: VATER UNSER IN HIMMELREICH
I know my end must surely come
Who knows how near my end may be?
Author: Miss Winkworth; Emilia Juliana, Countess of Schwarzburg-Rudolstadt Hymnal: CBWM1872 #546 (1890) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Who knows how near my end may be?
Time speeds away, and death comes on.
How swiftly, ah, how suddenly,
May death be here, and life be gone!
My God, for Jesus' sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
2 O Father, cover all my sins
With Jesus' merits, who alone
The pardon that I covet wins,
And makes His long-sought Rest my own.
My God, for Jesus' sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
3 Then death may come or tarry yet;
I know in Christ I perish not.
He never will His own forget;
He gives me robes without a spot.
My God, for Jesus' sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
4 And thus I live in God at peace,
And die without a thought of fear,
Content to take what God decrees,
For through His Son my faith is clear;
His grace shall be in death my stay,
And peace shall bless my dying day. Topics: Death and Eternity Preparation for Death; Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Languages: English Tune Title: WER WEISZ, WIE NAHE WIR MEIN ENDE
Who knows how near my end may be?
When my last hour is close at hand
Author: Edgar Alfred Bowring; Nikolaus Hermann Hymnal: CBWM1872 #547 (1890) Lyrics: 1 When my last hour is close at hand,
My last sad journey taken,
Do Thou, Lord Jesus! by me stand,
Let me not be forsaken.
O Lord, my spirit I resign
Into Thy loving hands divine;
'Tis safe within Thy keeping.
2 Countless as sands upon the shore,
My sins may then appall me;
Yet, though my conscience vex me sore,
Despair shall not enthrall me:
For as I draw my latest breath,
I'll think, Lord Christ! upon Thy Death,
And there find consolation.
3 I shall not in the grave remain,
Since Thou death's bonds hast severed;
But hope with Thee to rise again,
From fear of death delivered,
For where Thou art, there I shall be.
That I may ever live with Thee:
This is my joy in dying.
4 And so to Jesus Christ I'll go,
My longing arms extending;
So fall asleep in slumber deep,
Slumber that knows no ending,
Till Jesus Christ, God's only Son,
Opens the gates of bliss, leads on
To heaven, to life eternal. Topics: Death and Eternity Preparation for Death; Easter Eve; Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity; Twenty Fourth Sunday after Trinity; Twenty Fifth Sunday after Trinity Languages: English Tune Title: WENN MEIN STÜNDLEIN VORHANDEN IST
When my last hour is close at hand
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