The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns ‎#CCCXXXIV

CCCXXXIV. The Death and Burial of a Saint

1 Why do we mourn departing Friends?
Or shake at Death's Alarms?
'Tis but the Voice that Jesus sends
To call them to his Arms.

2 Are we not tending upward too,
As fast as Time can move?
Nor should we wish the Hours more Slow
To keep us from our Love.

3 Why should we tremble to convey
Their Bodies to the Tomb?
There the dear Flesh of Jesus lay,
And left a long Perfume.

4 The Graves of all his Saints he bless'd,
And soften'd ev'ry Bed;
Where should the dying Members rest,
But with the dying Head?

5 Thence he arose, ascended High,
And shew'd our Feet the Way;
Up to the Lord our Flesh shall fly,
At the great rising day.

6 Then let the last loud Trumpet sound,
And bid our Kindred rise;
Awake, ye Nations, under Ground;
Ye Saints, ascend the Skies.

Text Information

• First Line: Why do we mourn departing Friends?
• Title: The Death and Burial of a Saint
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1791
• Notes: Public Domain.

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