
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #390 (1845) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Thro' sorrow's night and danger's path Lyrics: 1 Thro' sorrow's night and danger's path,
Amid the deepening gloom,
We soldiers of an injur'd King
Are marching to the tomb.
2 There, when the turmoil is no more,
And all our powers decay,
Our cold remains in solitude
Shall sleep the years away.
3 Our labors done, securely laid
In this our last retreat,
Unheeded o'er our silent dust
The storms of life shall beat.
4 Yet not thus lifeless, thus inane,
The vital spark shall lie,
For o'er life's wreck that spark shall rise
To seek its kindred sky.
5 These ashes too, this little dust,
Our Father's care shall keep,
Till the last angel rise, and break
The long and dreary sleep.
6 Then life's soft dew o'er every eye
Shall shed its mildest rays,
And the long silent dust shall burst
With shouts of endless praise. Topics: Consummation of Things Resurrection Languages: English
Hope in the Resurrection