
Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Death is no dreadful sound Lyrics:
1 Death is no dreadful sound,
To souls who love their God;
With joy they leave this thorny ground,
And seek a new abode.
2 Behold the dawning day,
The saint extends his wings;
With rapid flight he soars away,
And as he goes, he sings.
3 “Farewell, ye kindred worms,
That feed on dust below;
I yonder see celestial forms,
And haste to join them too.
4 "Farewell, deceitful earth,
No longer boast thy charms;
In Christ I view superior worth,
And rush into His arms."
5 Let sinners, void of grace,
Fear their approaching end;
Jesus gives death an angel’s face,
And makes the foe a friend.
Used With Tune: GREENWOOD Text Sources: Hymns Adapted to Public Worship (London: Burton and Briggs,1818)
Death Is No Dreadful Sound