492. The hour of my departure's come

1 The hour of my departure’s come;
I hear the voice that calls me home:
At last, O Lord! let trouble cease.
And let thy servant die in peace.

2 The race appointed I have run;
The combat’s o’er, the prize is won;
And now my witness is on high,
And now my record’s in the sky.

3 Not in mine innocence I trust;
I bow before thee in the dust;
And through my Saviour’s blood alone,
I look for mercy at thy throne.

4 I leave the world without a tear,
Save for the friends I held so dear;
To heal their sorrows, Lord, descend,
And to the friendless prove a friend.

5 I come, I come, at thy command;
I give my spirit to thy hand;
Stretch forth thine everlasting arms,
And shield me in the last alarms!

6 The hour of my departure’s come;
I hear the voice that calls me home:
Now, O my God! let trouble cease;
Now let thy servant die in peace.

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First Line: The hour of my departure's come
Meter: L. M.
Publication Date: 1827
Topic: Death; The dying Christian
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