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And Must This Body Die?

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8043 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 And must this body die? This mortal frame decay? And must these active limbs of mine Lie mould’ring in the clay? 2 Corruption, earth, and worms Shall but refine this flesh, Till my triumphant spirit comes To put it on afresh. 3 God my Redeemer lives, And often from the skies Looks down, and watches all my dust, Till He shall bid it rise. 4 Arrayed in glorious grace Shall these vile bodies shine, And every shape, and every face, Look heav’nly and divine. 5 These lively hopes we owe To Jesus’ dying love; We would adore His grace below, And sing His power above. 6 Dear Lord, accept the praise Of these our humble songs, Till tunes of nobler sound we raise With our immortal tongues. Languages: English Tune Title: BEALOTH
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And must this body die

Hymnal: Church Pastorals, hymns and tunes for public and social worship #916 (1864) Topics: Life and Death Languages: English Tune Title: AND MUST THIS BODY DIE?
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And must this body die

Author: Dr. Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXXVIII (1790) Lyrics: 1 And must this body die, This well-wrought frame decay? And must these active limbs of mine, Lie mould'ring in the clay? 2 Corruption, earth, and worms, Shall but refine this flesh, Till my triumphant spirit comes To put it on afresh. 3 GOD my Redeemer lives, And often from the skies, Looks down, and watches all my dust, Till he shall bid it rise. 4 Array'd in glorious grace, Shall these vile bodies shine, And ev'ry shape, and ev'ry face, Be heav'nly and divine. 5 These lively hopes we owe, Lord, to thy dying love, O may we bless thy grace below, And sing is pow'r above. Topics: Funeral Occasions Languages: English
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And must this body die

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #CXXXV (1791) Lyrics: 1 And must this body die, This well-wrought frame decay? And must these active limbs of mine Lie mould'ring in the clay? 2 Corruption, earth, and worms Shall but refine this flesh, 'Till my triumphant spirit comes To put it on afresh. 3 God my Redeemer lives, And often from the skies Looks down, and watches all my dust, Till he shall bid it rise. 4 Array'd in glorious grace Shall these vile bodies shine, And ev'ry shape, and ev'ry face Be heavenly and divine. 5 These lively hopes we owe, Lord, to thy dying love; O may we bless thy grace below, And sing thy grace above. 6 Saviour, accept the praise Of these our humble songs, Till tunes of nobler sounds we raise With our immortal tongues. Topics: Rejoicing Languages: English
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And must this body die

Author: Watts Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #CCXXX (1816) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 And must this body die? This well-wrought frame decay? And must these active limbs of mine Lie mould'ring in the clay? 2 Corruption, earth, and worms Shall but refine this flesh, Till thy triumphant spirit comes To put it on afresh. 3 God, my Redeemer lives, And ever from the skies Looks down, and watches all my dust, 'Till he shall bid it rise. 4 Array'd in glorious grace Shall these vile bodies shine, And ev'ry shape, and ev'ry face, Look heav'nly and divine. 5 These lively hopes we owe. Lord to thy dying love; O may we bless thy grace below, And sing thy grace above. 6 Saviour, accept the praise Of these our humble songs, 'Till tunes of nobler sound we raise, With our immortal tongues. Topics: Death and Burial At the interring of the corpse Languages: English
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And must this Body die?

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.CX (1766) Lyrics: 1 And must this Body die? This well wrought Frame decay? And must these active Limbs of mine Lie moul'dring in the Clay? 2 Corruption, Earth and Worms, Shall but refine this Flesh, Till my triumphant Spirit comes To put it on afresh. 3 God my Redeemer lives, And often from the Skies Looks down, and watches all my Dust, Till he shall bid it rise. 4 Array'd in glorious Grace Shall these vile Bodies shine, And every Shape and every Face, Look heav'nly and divine. 5 These lively Hopes we owe Lord, to thy dying Love; We would adore thy Grace below, And sing thy Pow'r above. 6 Dear Lord, accept the Praise Of these our humble Songs, Till Tunes of nobler Sound we raise With our immortal Tongues. Topics: Death and Resurrection; Death triumphed over; Hope of the Resurrection Languages: English
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And must this body die

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CXXXV (1788) Lyrics: 1 And must this body die, This well-wrought frame decay? And must these active limbs of mine Lie mould'ring in the clay? 2 Corruption, earth and worms Shall but refine this flesh, Till my triumphant spirit comes To put it on afresh. 3 God my Redeemer lives, And often from the skies Looks down, and watches all my dust, Till he shall bid it rise. 4 Array'd in glorious grace Shall these vile bodies shine, And ev'ry shape, and ev'ry face Be heav'nly and divine. 5 These lively hopes we owe, Lord, to thy dying love; O may we bless thy grace below, And sing thy grace above. 6 Saviour accept the praise Of these our humble songs, Till tunes of nobler sounds we raise With our immortal tongues. Topics: Rejoicing Languages: English
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And must this body die

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CXXXV (1790) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 And must this body die, This well-wrought frame decay? And must these active limbs of mine Lie mould'ring in the clay? 2 Corruption, earth, and worms Shall but refine this flesh, Till my triumphant spirit comes To put it on afresh. 3 God my Redeemer lives, And often from the skies Looks down, and watches all my dust, Till he shall bid it rise. 4 Array'd in glorious grace Shall these vile bodies shine, And ev'ry shape, and ev'ry face Be heav'nly and divine. 5 These lively hopes we owe, Lord, to thy dying love; O may we bless thy grace below, And sing thy grace above. 6 Saviour accept the praise Of these our humble songs, Till tunes of nobler songs we raise With our immortal tongues. Topics: Rejoicing Languages: English
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And must this body die?

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnal. 9th ed. #a450 (1895) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 And must this body die? This mortal frame decay? And must these active limbs of mine Lie mould'ring in the clay? 2 Corruption, earth, and worms, Shall but refine this flesh, Till my triumphant spirit comes To put it on afresh. 3 God, my Redeemer, lives, And ever, from the skies, Looks down and watches all my dust, Till He shall bid it rise. 4 Arrayed in glorious grace Shall these vile bodies shine, And every shape, and every face, Look heav'nly and divine. 5 These lively hopes we owe To Jesus' dying love; We would adore His grace below, And sing His power above. 6 Dear Lord, accept the praise Of these our humble songs, Till tunes of nobler sound we raise With our immortal tongues. Topics: Christian Life and Hope ; The Consummation Hope of Resurrection and Future Life Languages: English
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And must this body die?

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #442 (1867) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 And must this body die? This mortal frame decay? And must these active limbs of mine Lie mouldering in the clay? 2 Corruption, earth, and worms, Shall but refine this flesh, Till my triumphant spirit comes To put it on afresh. 3 God, my Redeemer, lives, And often, from the skies, Looks down and watches all my dust, Till He shall bid it rise. 4 Arrayed in glorious grace Shall these vile bodies shine, And every shape, and every face, Look heavenly and divine. 5 These lively hopes we owe To Jesus' dying love; We would adore His grace below, And sing His power above. 6 Dear Lord, accept the praise Of these our humble songs, Till tunes of nobler sound we raise With our immortal tongues. Topics: Death Languages: English

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