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Christ's Victory, Death, and Dominion
Author: Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #168 (1844) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Sufferings, Death, and Cross of Christ First Line: I sing my Saviour's wondrous death Lyrics: 1 I sing my Saviour’s wondrous death;
He conquered when he fell.
“’Tis finished!” said his dying breath,
And shook the gates of hell.
2 “’Tis finished!” our Immanuel cries;
The dreadful work is done.
Hence shall his sovereign throne arise;
His kingdom is begun.
3 His cross a sure foundation laid
For glory and renown,
When through the regions of the dead
He passed to reach the crown.
4 Exalted at his Father’s side,
Sits our victorious Lord;
To heaven and hell his hands divide
The vengeance or reward.
5 The saints from his propitious eye
Await their several crowns;
And all the sons of darkness fly
The terror of his frowns. Languages: English
Christ's Victory, Death, and Dominion
Peace Prayer
Author: Anonymous Hymnal: Worship in Song #301 (1996) Topics: Death First Line: Lead me from death to life, from falsehood to truth Lyrics: 1 Lead me from death to life, from falsehood to truth.
Lead me from despair to hope, from fear to trust.
Lead me from hate to love, from war to peace.
Let peace fill our hearts, our world, our universe.
2 Lead us from death to life, from falsehood to truth.
Lead us from despair to hope, from fear to trust.
Lead us from hate to love, from war to peace.
Let peace fill our hearts, our world, our universe.
Languages: English Tune Title: [Lead me from death to life, from falsehood to truth]
Peace Prayer
Who knows how near my end may be?
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #386 (1893) Topics: Death and Burial 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 The world that smiled when morn was come
May change for me ere close of eve;
So long as earth is still my home
In peril of my death I live;
My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
3 Teach me to ponder oft my end,
And ere the hour of death appears,
To cast my soul on Christ, her Friend,
Nor spare repentant sighs and tears;
My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
4 And let me now so order all,
That ever ready I may be
To say with joy, Whate’er befall,
Lord, do Thou as Thou wilt with me;
My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
5 Let heaven to me be ever sweet,
And this world bitter let me find,
That I, 'mid all its toil and heat,
May keep eternity in mind;
My God, for Jesus' sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
6 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.
7 His sorrows and His cross I know
Make death-beds soft, and light the grave,
They comfort in the hour of woe,
They give me all I fain would have;
My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
8 From Him can naught my soul divide,
Nor life nor death can part us now;
I thrust my hand into His side,
And say, My Lord and God art Thou!
My God, for Jesus' sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
9 In holy Baptism long ago
I joined me to the living Vine;
Thou lovest me in Him I know,
In Him Thou dost accept me Thine;
My God, for Jesus' sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day,
10 And I have eaten His own flesh
And drunk His blood,--nor can I be
Forsaken now, nor doubt afresh,
I am in Him, and He in me.
My God, for Jesus' sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
11 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.
12 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. Languages: English
Who knows how near my end may be?
When death appears before my sight
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #488 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Death; Death Lyrics: 1 When death appears before my sight,
In all his dire array;
Unequal to the dreadful fight,
My courage dies away.
2 How shall I meet this potent foe,
Whose frown my soul alarms?
Dark horror sits upon his brow,
And vict'ry waits his arms.
3 But see my glorious Leader nigh!
Jesus, my Saviour lives:
Before him death's pale terrors fly,
And my faint heart revives.
4 O may I meet the final hour
With fortitude divine!
Sustain'd by God's almighty pow'r,
The conquest must be mine.
5 Lord! I commit my soul to thee:
Accept the sacred trust;
Receive this nobler part of me,
And watch my sleeping dust.
6 O let me join angelick lays,
And, with the blissful throng,
Resound salvation, pow'r, and praise,
In everlasting song! Languages: English
When death appears before my sight
Who knows how near my end may be
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #544 (1918) Topics: Death and Burial 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 The world that smiled when morn was come
May change for me ere close of eve;
So long as earth is still my home
In peril of my death I live;
My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
3 Teach me to ponder oft my end,
And ere the hour of death appears,
To cast my soul on Christ, her Friend,
Nor spare repentant sighs and tears;
My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
4 And let me now so order all,
That ever ready I may be
To say with joy, Whate’er befall,
Lord, do Thou as Thou wilt with me;
My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
5 Let heaven to me be ever sweet,
And this world bitter let me find,
That I, 'mid all its toil and heat,
May keep eternity in mind;
My God, for Jesus' sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
6 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.
7 His sorrows and His cross I know
Make death-beds soft, and light the grave,
They comfort in the hour of woe,
They give me all I fain would have;
My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
8 From Him can naught my soul divide,
Nor life nor death can part us now;
I thrust my hand into His side,
And say, My Lord and God art Thou!
My God, for Jesus' sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
9 In holy Baptism long ago
I joined me to the living Vine;
Thou lovest me in Him, I know,
In Him Thou dost accept me Thine;
My God, for Jesus' sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
10 And I have eaten His own flesh
And drunk His blood,--nor can I be
Forsaken now, nor doubt afresh,
I am in Him, and He in me.
My God, for Jesus' sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
11 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.
12 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. Languages: English
Who knows how near my end may be
Awake, O Sleeper, Rise from Death
Author: F. Bland Tucker, 1895-1984 Hymnal: Worship (3rd ed.) #586 (1986) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Death Scripture: Ephesians 3:5 Languages: English Tune Title: AZMON
Awake, O Sleeper, Rise from Death
When death appears before my sight
Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #707 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Death; Victory over Death Lyrics: 1 When death appears before my sight,
In all his dire array;
Unequal to the dreadful fight,
My courage dies away.
2 How shall I meet this potent foe
Whose frown my soul alarms?
Dark horror sits upon his brow;
And vict'ry waits his arms.
3 But see my glorious Leader nigh!
Jesus, my Savior lives:
Before him death's pale terrors fly,
And my faint heart revives.
4 O may I meet the final hour
With fortitude divine!
Sustain'd by his almighty pow'r,
The conquest must be mine.
5 Lord! I commit my soul to thee:
Accept the sacred trust;
Receive this nobler part of me,
And watch my sleeping dust.
6 O let me join angelic lays,
And, with the blissful throng,
Resound salvation, pow'r, and praise,
In everlasting song!
When death appears before my sight
Awake, O Sleeper, Rise from Death
Author: F. Bland Tucker, 1859-1984 Hymnal: RitualSong #729 (1996) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Death Scripture: Ephesians 3:5 Languages: English Tune Title: AZMON
Awake, O Sleeper, Rise from Death
For victory in death
Author: William B. Collyer Hymnal: Hymnal of the Methodist Episcopal Church #997 (1891) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Death Of Saints; Death Victory over First Line: When on the brink of death Scripture: Psalm 73:26 Languages: English
For victory in death
Psalm 49 Part 2
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.110 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Death of saints and sinners; Despair and hope in death; Hope and despair in death; Death and pride; Death and the resurrection; Pride and death; Resurrection and death First Line: Ye sons of pride, that hate the just Lyrics:
Ye sons of pride, that hate the just
And trample on the poor,
When death has brought you down to dust,
Your pomp shall rise no more.
The last great day shall change the scene;
When will that hour appear?
When shall the just revive, and reign
O'er all that scorned them here?
God will my naked soul receive,
When sep'rate from the flesh;
And break the prison of the grave,
To raise my bones afresh.
Heav'n is my everlasting home,
Th' inheritance is sure:
Let men of pride their rage resume,
But I'll repine no more.
Scripture: Psalm 49:14-15 Languages: English
Psalm 49 Part 2
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