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Jerusalem, thou city fair and high

Author: J. M. Meyfart Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #610 (1913) Meter: 10.6.10.6.7.6.7.6 Topics: The Last Things The Heavenly Home; The Last Things The Heavenly Home Lyrics: 1 Jerusalem, thou city fair and high, Would God I were in thee! My longing heart fain, fain to thee would fly, It will not stay with me; Far over vale and mountain, Far over field and plain, It hastes to seek its fountain, And quit this world of pain. 2 O happy day and yet far happier hour, When wilt thou come at last? When fearless to my Father's love and power, Whose promise standeth fast, My soul I gladly render, For surely will His hand Lead her with guidance tender To heaven, her fatherland. 3 A moment's space, and gently, wondrously, Released from earthly ties, The fiery car shall bear her up to Thee, Through all these lower skies, To yonder shining regions, While down to meet her come The blessed angel legions, And bid her welcome home. 4 O Zion, hail! Bright city, now unfold The gates of grace to me! How many a time I longed for thee of old, Ere yet I was set free From yon dark life of sadness, Yon world of shadowy nought, And God had given the gladness, The heritage I sought. 5 Innumerous choirs before the shining throne Their joyful anthems raise, Till heaven's glad halls are echoing with the tone Of that great hymn of praise, And all its host rejoices, And all its blessed throng Unite their myriad voices In one eternal song! Tune Title: [Jerusalem, thou city fair and high]

There is a blessed home

Author: Sir Henry W. Baker Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #615 (1913) Topics: The Last Things The Heavenly Home; The Last Things The Heavenly Home Lyrics: 1 There is a blessed home Beyond this land of woe, Where trials never come, Nor tears of sorrow flow; Where faith is lost in sight, And patient hope is crowned, And everlasting light Its glory throws around. 2 There is a land of peace, Good angels know it well: Glad songs that never cease Within its portals swell; Around its glorious throne Ten thousand saints adore Christ, with the Father One, And Spirit, evermore. 3 O joy all joys beyond, To see the Lamb who died, And count each sacred wound In hands, and feet, and side; To give to Him the praise Of every triumph won, And sing through endless days The great things He hath done! 4 Look up, ye saints of God, Nor fear to tread below The path your Savior trod Of daily toil and woe; Wait but a little while In uncomplaining love, His own most gracious smile Shall welcome you above. Tune Title: [There is a blessed home]

I would not live alway; I ask not to stay

Author: W. A. Muhlenberg Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #580 (1913) Topics: The Last Things Preparation for Death; The Last Things Preparation for Death Lyrics: 1 I would not live alway; I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way; The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer. 2 I would not live alway, thus fettered by sin, Temptation without, and corruption within: E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears, And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent tears. 3 I would not live alway; no, welcome the tomb: Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom; There sweet be my rest, till He bid me arise To hail Him in triumph descending the skies. 4 Who, who would live alway, away from his God; Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains, And the noontide of glory eternally reigns? 5 Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet, Their Savior and brethren transported to greet, While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul. Tune Title: [I would not live alway, I ask not to stay]

O Lord, my God, I cry to Thee!

Author: N. Selnecker Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #585 (1913) Topics: The Last Things Preparation for Death; The Last Things Preparation for Death Lyrics: 1 O Lord, my God, I cry to Thee! In my distress Thou helpest me. To Thee myself I now commend: O swiftly now Thine angel send To guide me home and cheer my heart, When Thou dost call me to depart. 2 O Jesus Christ, Thou Lamb of God, Once slain to take away our load; Now let Thy cross, Thine agony, Avail to save and solace me; Thy death to open heaven, and there Bid me the joy of angels share. 3 O Holy Spirit, at the end, Sweet Comforter, be Thou my friend; When death and hell assail me sore, Leave me, O leave me nevermore, But bear me safely through the strife, As Thou hast promised, into life! Tune Title: [O Lord, my God, I cry to Thee!]

Go and let my grave be made

Author: E. M. Arndt Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #588 (1913) Meter: 7.8.7.8.7.7 Topics: The Last Things Burial and Resurrection; The Last Things Burial and Ressurection Lyrics: 1 Go and let my grave be made-- Tired and weary now with straying, Farewell to the earth I've said, Heaven's call to peace obeying: Calls me now the happy rest Of the angels eve blest. 2 Therefore, earth, farewell I say, False the hopes from thee we borrow! Let me now in peace away-- E'en thy very joy is sorrow; Fleeting is thy beauty's glow, Vain deceit and empty show! 3 Fare ye well, beloved friends! Ye whose tears so fast are flowing; God for all will make amends, For our griefs are His bestowing: Mourn not joys that ne'er endure, Heavenly joys alone are sure. 4 Weep not--lo! my Savior there, Mercy to my soul revealing; I, too, have obtained a share In His heart's deep wounds so healing, Whence the holy fountain streamed Which this sinful world redeemed. 5 Weep not--my Redeemer lives-- High above dark earth ascending, Hope her heavenly comfort gives; Faith stands by, her shield extending; Love eternal whispers near, "Child of God, no longer fear." Tune Title: [Go and let my grave be made]

It is not death to die

Author: H. A. César Malan Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #592 (1913) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: The Last Things Burial and Resurrection; The Last Things Burial and Ressurection Lyrics: 1 It is not death to die-- To leave this weary road, And, 'midst the brotherhood on high, To be at home with God. 2 It is not death to close The eye long dimmed with tears, And wake in glorious repose To spend eternal years. 3 It is not death to bear The wrench that sets us free From dungeon chain, to breathe the air Of boundless liberty. 4 It is not death to fling Aside this sinful dust, And rise, on strong exulting wing, To live among the just. 5 Jesus, Thou Prince of life, Thy chosen cannot die: Like Thee, they conquer in the strife, To reign with Thee on high. Tune Title: [It is not death to die]

Despair not, O heart, in thy sorrow

Author: A.C. Prudentius; P. Hegelund Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #595 (1913) Topics: The Last Things Burial and Resurrection; The Last Things Burial and Ressurection Lyrics: 1 Despair not, O heart, in thy sorrow, But hope from God's promises borrow; Beware, in thy sorrow, of sinning, For death is of life the beginning. 2 The body is shrouded in mourning; The garlands, the casket adorning, Are emblems of hope that betoken, O death, that thy power is broken. 3 A dearly beloved one hath left us; God hath in His wisdom bereft us; But He will not leave us forsaken,-- We know that the dead shall awaken. 4 When dawneth the glorious morrow, This body, that we view with sorrow, A glorified form shall be given, Restored to its spirit in heaven. 5 The seed that in springtime is planted, Is hid in the ground; but, if granted A measure of sunshine and showers, Will spring into fruitage and flowers. 6 A gift to the churchyard we tender, As dust to the dust we surrender; Returning the clay to its Maker, We lay it to rest in God's acre. 7 A soul in that body abided, A soul that in Jesus confided, A soul that hath longed for salvation, And now hath found hope's consumation. 8 O earth, we consign to thy keeping This body with sorrow and weeping; In peace to await resurrection, When it shall arise in perfection. 9 O Christ, our souls' Maker and Lover; When time and earth's travail are over, Thou closest the grave's mournful story And callest Thine own to Thy glory. Tune Title: [Despair not, O heart]

O how blest are ye whose toils are ended!

Author: S. Dach Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #596 (1913) Meter: 10.10.5.10 Topics: The Last Things Burial and Resurrection; The Last Things Burial and Ressurection Lyrics: 1 O how blest are ye whose toils are ended! Who, through death, have unto God ascended! Ye have arisen From the cares which keep us still in prison. 2 We are still as in a dungeon living, Still oppressed with sorrow and misgiving; Our undertakings Are but toils and troubles and heart-breakings. 3 Ye, meanwhile, are in your chambers sleeping, Quiet, and set free from all our weeping; No cross nor sadness There can hinder your untroubled gladness. 4 Christ has wiped away your tears forever; Ye have that for which we still endeavor. To you are chanted Songs which yet no mortal ears were granted. 5 Ah! who would then not depart with gladness, To inherit heaven for earthly sadness? Who here would languish Longer in bewailing and in anguish? 6 Come, O Christ, and loose the chains that bind us! Lead us forth, and cast this world behind us! With Thee, th'Anointed, Finds the soul its joy and rest appointed. Tune Title: [O how blest are ye whose toils are ended]

The sands of time are sinking

Author: Annie R. Cousin Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #597 (1913) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.4 Topics: The Last Things Burial and Resurrection; The Last Things Burial and Ressurection Lyrics: 1 The sands of time are sinking, The dawn of heaven breaks, The summer morn I've sighed for, The fair, sweet morn awakes. O dark hath been the midnight, But day-spring is at hand, And glory, glory dwelleth In Immanuel's land. 2 O Christ, He is the fountain, The deep, sweet well of love! The streams of earth I've tasted; More deep I'll drink above. There, to an ocean fullness His mercy doth expand, And glory, glory dwelleth In Immanuel's land. 3 With mercy and with judgment My web of time He wove, And aye the dews of sorrow Were lustred with His love: I'll bless the hand that guided, I'll bless the heart that planned When throned where glory dwelleth In Immanuel's land. 4 The bride eyes not her garment, But her dear bridegroom's face; I will not gaze at glory, But on my King of grace; Not at the crown He giveth, But on His piercèd hand; The Lamb is all the glory Of Immanuel's land. Tune Title: [The sands of time are sinking]

Tender Shepherd, Thou hast stilled

Author: J. W. Meinhold Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #599 (1913) Meter: 7.8.7.8.7.7 Topics: The Last Things Burial of Children; The Last Things Burial of Children Lyrics: 1 Gentle Shepherd, Thou hast stilled Now Thy little lamb's brief weeping; Ah, how peaceful, pale, and mild, In its narrow bed 'tis sleeping! And no sigh of anguish sore Heaves that little bosom more. 2 In this world of pain and care, Lord, Thou wouldst no longer leave it; To Thy heavenly meadows fair Lovingly thou dost receive it. Clothed in robes of spotless white, Now it dwells with Thee in light. 3 O Lord Jesus, grant that we Where may live where it is living, And the blissful pastures see That its heavenly food are giving; Then the gain of death we prove, Though Thou take what most we love. Tune Title: [Tender Shepherd, Thou hast stilled]