Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books ‎#I.XXVII

I.XXVII. Assurance of heaven; or, a saint prepared to die

1 [Death may dissolve my body now,
And bear my spirit home;
Why do my minutes move so slow,
Nor my salvation come?

2 With heav'nly weapons I have fought
The battles of the Lord,
Finish'd my course, and kept the faith,
And wait the sure reward.]

3 God has laid up in heav'n for me
A crown which cannot fade;
The righteous judge at that great day
Shall place it on my head.

4 Nor hath the King of Grace decree'd
This prize for me alone;
But all that love, and long to see
Th' appearance of his Son.

5 Jesus, the Lord, shall guard me safe
From ev'ry ill design;
And to his heav'nly kingdom take
This feeble soul of mine.

6 God is my everlasting aid,
And hell shall rage in vain;
To him be highest glory paid,
And endless praise— Amen.

Text Information

• First Line: Death may dissolve my body now
• Title: Assurance of heaven; or, a saint prepared to die
• Meter: C. M>
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793
• Scripture:
  2 Timothy 4:6-8
  ;
  2 Timothy 4:18

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