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When my last hour is close at hand

Hymnal: Christian Hymns #231 (1898) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Hymnal Title: Christian Hymns 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 My sins, O Lord, distress me sore, My conscience cannot slumber; Yet, though as sands upon the shore My sins may be in number, I will not quail, but think of Thee, Thy death, Thy sorrows borne for me, And thus find strength and comfort. 3 Since Thou from death didst rise again, In death Thou wilt not leave me; Lord, Thy ascension soothes my pain, No fear of death shall grieve me: For Thou wilt have me where Thou art, And thus with joy I can depart, To be with Thee forever. 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. Languages: English Tune Title: WHEN MY LAST HOUR IS CLOSE AT HAND
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When my last hour is close at hand

Author: Edgar Alfred Bowring; Nikolaus Hermann Hymnal: Church Book #547 (1890) Hymnal Title: Church Book 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
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Naar Tid og Stund den er for Haand

Author: H. Thomissøn; N. Herman Hymnal: M. B. Landstads Kirkesalmebog og "Nokre Salmar" ved Professor Dr. E. Blix, samt følgende tillæg #569 (1897) Hymnal Title: M. B. Landstads Kirkesalmebog og "Nokre Salmar" ved Professor Dr. E. Blix, samt følgende tillæg Lyrics: 1 Naar Tid og Stund den er for Haand, At jeg min Vei skal fare, Herre Jesu Krist, min Frelsermand, Du vilde mig bevare! Udi din Haand jeg giver dig Min arme Sjæl, forlad ei mig, Frels mig fra Dødsens Snare! 2 Min Synd med Sorg mig tynger svær, Samvittighedens Pile Som Havets Sand mangfoldig er, Dog vil jeg ikke tvile, Men tænke trolig, Jesu sød, Paa dine Saar og paa din Død, Paa dem saa vil jeg hvile. 3 Dit Legems Lem er jeg forsand, Det er min Hjertens Glæde, Fra dig jeg ikke skilles kan, Er end min Død tilstede; Om jeg end dør, da dør jeg dig, Det evig' Liv du vilde mig Dyrt ved din Død berede. 4 Fordi at du opstanden est, I Graven jeg ei bliver, Din Himmelfart mig trøster mest, Og al Døds-Frygt fordriver, Og der, du er, jeg kommer did, At bo hos dig til evig Tid, Thi dør jeg glad'lig, Amen. Topics: Tjuefjerde Søndag efter Trefoldigheds Fest Til Høimesse; Twenty-fourth Sunday after Trinity Sunday High Mass Languages: Norwegian Tune Title: [Naar Tid og Stund den er for Haand]
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On this new road, I'm now about

Author: Christoph Christian Sturm Hymnal: The Choral Book #63 (1889) Hymnal Title: The Choral Book Languages: English Tune Title: [On this new road, I'm now about]
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Across the sky the shades of night

Author: Jas. Hamilton Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #206 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Hymnal Title: The Lutheran Hymnary Lyrics: 1 Across the sky the shades of night This winter's eve are fleeting: We deck Thine altar, Lord, with light, In solemn worship meeting: And as the year's last hours go by, We lift to Thee our earnest cry, Once more Thy love entreating. 2 Before the cross, subdued we bow, To Thee our prayers addressing; Recounting all Thy mercies now, And all our sins confessing; Beseeching Thee, this coming year, To hold us in Thy faith and fear, And crown us with Thy blessing. 3 And while we pray we lift our eyes To dear ones gone before us, Safe housed with Thee in Paradise, Whose peace descendeth o'er us: And beg of Thee, when life is past, To re-unite us all, at last, And to our lost restore us. 4 We gather up, in this brief hour, The memory of Thy mercies: Thy wondrous goodness, love, and power, Our grateful song rehearses: For Thou hast been our strength and stay, In many a dark and dreary day Of sorrow and reverses. 5 In many an hour, when fear and dread, Like evil spells have bound us, And clouds were gathering overhead, Thy providence hath found us: In many a night when waves ran high, Thy gracious presence, drawing nigh Hath made all calm around us. 6 Then, O Great God, in years to come, Whatever fate betide us, Right onward through our journey home Be Thou at hand to guide us: Nor leave us till, at close of life, Safe from all perils, toil, and strife, Heaven shall unfold and hide us. Topics: The Church Year New Year's Eve; The Church Year New Year's Eve Tune Title: [Across the sky the shades of night]
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The Lord of might, from Sinai's brow

Author: H. Heber Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #313 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Hymnal Title: The Lutheran Hymnary Lyrics: 1 The Lord of might, from Sinai’s brow, Gave forth His voice of thunder; And Israel lay on earth below, Outstretched in fear and wonder; Beneath His feet was pitchy night, And at His left hand and His right, The rocks were rent asunder. 2 The Lord of love, on Calvary, A meek and suffering stranger, Upraised to Heaven His languid eye, In nature’s hour of danger; For us He bore the weight of woe, For us He gave His blood to flow, And met His Father’s anger. 3 The Lord of love, the Lord of might, The King of all created, Shall back return to claim His right, On clouds of glory seated; With trumpet-sound and angel-song, And Hallelujahs loud and long, O’er death and hell defeated! Topics: The Church Year Good Friday; The Church Year Good Friday Tune Title: [The Lord of might, from Sinai's brow]
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When my last hour is close at hand

Author: N. Hermann Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #582 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Hymnal Title: The Lutheran Hymnary Lyrics: 1 When my last hour is close at hand, Lord Jesus Christ, attend me; Beside my bed, my Savior, stand, To comfort, help, defend me: Into thy hands I will commend My trembling soul at my last end,-- How safe in Thy sweet keeping! 2 Countless as sands upon the shore, My sins are thronging round me; But though they grieve and wound me sore, They cannot yet confound me; My sins are numberless, I know, But o'er them all thy blood doth flow, Thy wounds and death uphold me. 3 Lord, Thou hast joined my soul to Thine, In bonds no power can sever; Grafted in Thee, the living vine, I shall be Thine for ever: Lord, when I die, I die to Thee, Thy precious death hath won for me A life that never endeth. 4 Since Thou hast risen from the grave, The grave cannot detain me; "Christ died,"--"Christ rose again" to save, These words shall still sustain me; For where Thou art, there I shall be, That I may ever live with Thee: This is my joy in dying. 5 To Thee, Lord Jesus Christ, I will With arms outstretched betake me; I sleep in Thee--so sound--so still, No mortal man can wake me! For Jesus Christ, God's Son, I wait To open me the heavenly gate, Which leads to life eternal. Topics: The Last Things Preparation for Death; The Last Things Preparation for Death Tune Title: [When my last hour is close at hand]

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