1 Hark! a voice divides the sky;
Happy are the faithful dead,
In the Lord who sweetly die;
They from all their toils are freed.
2 Them the Spirit hath declared
Blest, unutterably blest;
Jesus is their great reward,
Jesus is their endless rest.
3 Follow'd by their works, they go
Where their Head has gone before;
Reconciled by grace below,
Grace has open'd mercy’s door.
4 Justified through faith alone,
Here they knew their sins forgiven;
Here they laid their burden down,
Hallow'd and made meet for heaven.
5 When from flesh the spirit freed
Hastens homeward to return,
Mortals cry,"A man is dead!"
Angels sing, "A child is born!"
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First Line: | Hark! a voice divides the sky |
Meter: | 7s. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | Burial; Death |
Notes: | Author from index: C. Wesley |