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Why should we mourn departing friends

Hymnal: American Psalmody #113b (1834) Languages: English
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Why should we mourn departing friends

Author: Watts; Kneeland Hymnal: Hymns #275 (1808) Languages: English

Why should we mourn departing friends

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Prayer Meeting Hymn Book #d302 (1858)

Why should we mourn departing friends

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Christian Harmony #d399 (1873)

Why should we mourn departing friends

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs #d435 (1834) Languages: English
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The Death and Burial of a Saint

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #H.XXXI (1785) First Line: Why should we mourn departing friends Lyrics: 1 Why should 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 would 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 softened 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 souls shall fly, And hail the rising day. 6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, And bid our kindred rise; Awake, ye nations, from the ground, Ye saints, ascend the skies. Languages: English
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The Death and Burial of a Saint

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #XXXI (1786) First Line: Why should we mourn departing friends Lyrics: 1 Why should 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 would 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 softened 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 souls shall fly, And hail the rising day. 6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, And bid our kindred rise; Awake, ye nations, from the ground, Ye saints, ascend the skies. Languages: English
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The Death and Burial of a Saint

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #XXXI (1786) First Line: Why should we mourn departing friends Lyrics: 1 Why should 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 would 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 softened 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 souls shall fly, And hail the rising day. 6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, And bid our kindred rise; Awake ye nations, from the ground, Ye saints, ascend the skies. Languages: English
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The Death and Burial of a Saint

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #XXXI (1787) First Line: Why should we mourn departing friends Lyrics: 1 Why should 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 would 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 softened 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 souls shall fly, And hail the rising day. 6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, And bid our kindred rise; Awake, ye nations, from the ground, Ye saints, ascend the skies. Languages: English
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The Death and Burial of a Saint

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #XXXI (1790) First Line: Why should we mourn departing friends Lyrics: 1 Why should 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 would 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 softened every bed: Where should the dying members rest, But with the dying head? 5 Thence he arose, ascending high, And show'd our feet the way: Up to the Lord our souls shall fly, And hail the rising day. 6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, And bid our kindred rise; Awake, ye nations, from the ground, Ye saints, ascend the skies. Languages: English

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