The Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithully translated into English metre ‎#XLIII

XLIII. Death and Burial of Saints

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.
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.

2 Why should we tremble to convey
Their Bodies to the Tomb?
There the dear Flesh of Jesus lay,
And left a long Perfume.
The Graves of all his Saints he bless'd,
And softened every Bed;
Where should the dying Members rest,
But with the dying Head?

3 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.
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: Death and Burial of Saints
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1758
• Notes: Public Domain.

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