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We now commit unto the grave

Hymnal: Christian Hymns #46 (1898) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Resurrection of the Dead; Sickness, Death, and Burial Lyrics: 1 We now commit unto the grave This form, whereof no doubt we have That it shall rise again that day, In glorious triumph o'er decay. 2 To earth again we here entrust What came from dust, and turns to dust, And from the dust again shall rise, When the last trumpet fills the skies. 3 His soul forever lives in God, Who grace and pardon hath bestowed, Who through His Son redeemed him here From bonds of death, and sin, and fear. 4 His trials and his griefs are past, A blessed end is his at last; Christ's yoke he bore and did His will, And though he died, he liveth still. 5 He lives where none do mourn and weep; And calmly shall this body sleep, Till God shall death himself destroy, And raise it unto glorious joy. 6 He suffered pain and grief below; Christ heals him now from all his woe; For him hath endless joy begun; He shines in glory like the sun. 7 Then let us leave him to his rest, And homeward turn, for he is blest; And may we all our souls prepare, That when death comes, we meet him there. Languages: English Tune Title: CHRIST, THOU ART THE LIGHT OF DAY

Jesus Christ, my sure defence

Hymnal: Christian Hymns #180 (1898) Meter: 7.8.7.8.7.7 Topics: Christ Defender and Helper; Doubt and Fear; Following Christ; Heavenly-Mindedness; Resurrection of the Dead; Sickness, Death, and Burial Lyrics: 1 Jesus Christ, my sure defence And my Saviour, ever liveth; Knowing this, my confidence Rests upon the hope it giveth, Though the night of death be fraught Still with many an anxious thought. 2 Jesus, my Redeemer, lives! I, too, unto life shall waken; He will have me where He is: Should my courage then be shaken? Should I fear? Or can the Head Rise and leave its members dead? 3 Nay, too closely am I bound Unto Him by hope forever; Faith's strong hand the Rock hath found, Grasped it, and will leave it never: Not the ban of death can part From its Lord the trusting heart. 4 I shall see God with these eyes, Shall behold my blessed Savior; I, the selfsame, shall arise, In my flesh see God forever; Then shall wholly disappear Frailties that oppress me here. 5 What now sickens, mourns, and sighs, Christ with Him to glory bringeth; Earthly is the seed and dies, Heavenly from the grave it springeth; Natural is the death we die, Spiritual, our life on high. 6 Saviour, draw away our heart From all pleasures base and hollow; Let us there with Thee have part, Here on earth Thy footsteps follow; Fix our hearts beyond the skies, Whither we ourselves would rise. Languages: English Tune Title: JESUS CHRIST, MY SURE DEFENCE

A slumber I know, in Jesus' name

Hymnal: Christian Hymns #211 (1898) Meter: 9.8.9.8.9.8 Topics: Resurrection of the Dead; Sickness, Death, and Burial Lyrics: 1 A slumber I know, in Jesus' name, A rest from all toil and sorrow; Earth tenderly takes my weary frame, To sleep till the blissful morrow; In heaven my soul with God abides, Forgotten are cares and trials. 2 An even I know, serene and blest, And oft is my spirit longing, When, weary and worn, it finds no rest, While woes on the way are thronging,-- Oft longing to see the journey's end, And rest in a blissful slumber. 3 A morning I know, so bright and fair, When tidings of joy shall wake us, When anthems from high shall fill the air, And God to His glory take us, when Jesus shall bid us rise from sleep-- How joyous that hour of awaking! 4 Oh, dear is that morning fair to me! And oft, o'er the mountains beaming, In spirit its heavenly light I see, As golden the peaks are gleaming-- For joy I must sing, as birds at dawn Their carols in lofty lindens. 5 The Saviour then comes unto our graves; His mighty command is given: Then break from the deep the ocean waves, Each tomb and restraint is riven. All earth hears the cry: Ye dead, come forth! In glory we go to meet Him. 6 Then open the heavenly portals wide, The names of God's saints are given. God grant that we all in faith abide, And rise to the bliss of heaven! Our Father, may we in that great hour Find none of our dear ones missing! 7 O Saviour, when darkens life's last day, And Death in his bonds me keepeth, Come unto my bed, in mercy say: The child is not dead, but sleepeth. Then grant me Thy grace, that I arise To praise Thee in life eternal. Languages: English Tune Title: A SLUMBER I KNOW, IN JESUS' NAME

Hear what the Voice from Heav'n proclaims

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #I.XVIII (1766) Topics: Blessed are the Dead in the Lord; Death and Burial of a Saint; Gospel sinned against Lyrics: 1 Hear what the Voice from Heav'n proclaims For all the pious Dead, Sweet is the Savour of their Names, And soft their sleeping Bed. 2 They die in Jesus, and are blest; How kind their Slumbers are! From Suff'rings and from Sins releas'd, And freed from ev'ry Snare. 3 Far from this World of Toil and Strife, They're present with the Lord; The Labours of their mortal Life End in a large Reward. Scripture: Revelation 14:13 Languages: English

Why do we mourn departing Friends?

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.III (1766) Topics: Death and the Ressurection; Deliverance; Dominion of God our our Deliverance; Hope of the Resurrection; Sorrow for the Dead relieved; Thanksgiving for a Victory; Death and Burial of a Saint Lyrics: 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. 2 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. 3 Why should we tremble to convey Their Bodies to the Tomb? There the dear Flesh of Jesus lay, And left a long Perfume. 4 The Graves of all his Saints he blest, And soften'd every Bed: Where should the dying Members rest, But with the dying Head? 5 Thence he arose, ascending high, And shew'd our Feet the Way: Up to the Lord our Flesh shall fly, At the great Rising Day. 6 Then let the last loud Trumpet sound, And bid our Kindred rise; Awake, ye Nations under Ground, Ye Saints, ascend the Skies. Languages: English