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The sands of time are sinking

Author: Annie R. Cousin Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.4 Appears in 327 hymnals 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. Used With Tune: [The sands of time are sinking]

Sunset and Evening Star

Author: Alfred Tennyson Meter: Irregular Appears in 192 hymnals Topics: Last Things: Death and Burial Lyrics: Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell When I embark; For, though from out our bourne of time and place The flood may bear me far, I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crossed the bar. Amen. Used With Tune: CROSSING THE BAR

A Pilgrim and a Stranger

Author: Paul Gerhardt; Jane Borthwick Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Appears in 64 hymnals Topics: The Last Things Death and Burial Lyrics: 1 A pilgrim and a stranger, I journey here below; Far distant is my country, The home to which I go. Here I must toil and travail, Oft weary and opprest, But there my God shall lead me To everlasting rest. 2 I've met with storms and danger E'en from my early years, With enemies and conflicts, With fightings and with fears. There's nothing here that tempts me To wish a longer stay, So I must hasten forward, No halting or delay. 3 It is a well-worn pathway; A host has gone before, The holy saints and prophets, The patriarchs of yore. They trod the toilsome journey In patience and in faith; And them I fain would follow, Like them in life and death. 4 Who would share Abraham's blessing Must Abraham's path pursue, A stranger and a pilgrim, Like him, must journey thro'. The foes must be encountered, The dangers must be passed; A faithful soldier only Receives the crown at last. 5 So I must hasten forward-- Thank God, the end will come! This land of passing shadows Is not my destined home. That evermore abideth, The everlasting city, Jerusalem above, This evermore abideth, The home of light and love. 6 There still my thoughts are dwelling, 'Tis there I long to be; Come, Lord, and call Thy servant To blessedness with Thee. Come, bid my toils be ended, Let all my wand'rings cease; Call from the wayside lodging To Thy sweet home of peace. 7 There I shall dwell forever, No more a parting guest, With all Thy blood-bought children In everlasting rest, The pilgrim toils forgotten, The pilgrim conflicts o'er, All earthly griefs behind me, Eternal joys before. Amen. Scripture: Psalm 89:12 Used With Tune: HERZLICH TUT MICH

Amazing Grace

Author: John Newton; John P. Rees Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1,529 hymnals Topics: The Last Things The Redeemer: His Grace, Love and Mercy First Line: Amazing grace! how sweet the sound Lyrics: 1 Amazing grace! how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost but now am found; Was blind, but now I see. 2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved. How precious did that grace appear The hour I first believed. 3 The Lord has promised good to me; His Word my hope secures. He will my shield and portion be As long as life endures. 4 Thro' many dangers, toils, and snares I have already come. 'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home. 5 When we’ve been there ten thousand years, Bright shining as the sun, We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise Than when we’d first begun. Used With Tune: AMAZING GRACE

And Will the Judge Descend

Author: Phillip Doddridge Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 307 hymnals Topics: The Last Things Judgment Lyrics: 1 And will the Judge descend, And must the dead arise And not a single soul escape His all-discerning eyes? 2 And from His righteous lips Shall this dread sentence sound And thro' the num'rous guilty throng Spread black despair around: 3 "Depart from Me, accursed, To everlasting flame, For rebel angels first prepared, Where mercy never came?" 4 How will my heart endure The terrors of that Day When earth and heav'n before His face, Astonished, shrink away? 5 But ere that trumpet shakes The mansions of the dead, Hark from the Gospel's cheering sound What joyful tidings spread: 6 Ye sinners, seek His grace Whose wrath ye cannot bear; Fly to the shelter of His cross, And find salvation there. Amen. Scripture: Matthew 25:41 Used With Tune: SOUTHWELL

Let Thoughtless Thousands Choose the Road

Author: Joseph Hoskins Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 56 hymnals Topics: The Last Things Judgment Lyrics: 1 Let thoughtless thousands choose the road That leads the soul away from God; This happiness, dear Lord, be mine, To live and die entirely Thine. 2 On Christ, by faith, I fain would live, From Him my life, my all, receive, To Him devote my fleeting hours, Serve Him alone with all my pow'rs. 3 Christ is my everlasting All; To Him I look, on Him I call; He will my ev'ry want supply In time and thro' eternity. 4 Soon will the Lord, my Life, appear; Soon shall I end my trials here, Leave sin and sorrow, death and pain. To live is Christ, to die is gain. 5 Soon will the saints in glory meet, Soon walk through every golden street, And sing on every blissful plain: To live is Christ, to die is gain. Amen. Scripture: Philippians 1:21 Used With Tune: WAREHAM

The World Is Very Evil

Author: John M. Neale; Bernard of Morlas Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Appears in 122 hymnals Topics: The Last Things Judgment Lyrics: 1 The world is very evil, The times are waxing late: Be sober and keep vigil, The Judge is at the gate: The Judge that comes in mercy, The Judge that comes with might, To terminate the evil, To diadem the right. 2 Arise, arise, good Christian, Let right to wrong succeed; Let penitential sorrow To heav'nly gladness lead, To light that hath no evening, That knows no moon nor sun, The light so new and golden, The light that is but one. 3 O home of fadeless splendor, Of flow'rs that bear no thorn, Where they shall dwell as children, Who here as exiles mourn. Midst pow'r that knows no limit, Where knowledge has no bound, The beatific vision Shall glad the saints around. 4 Strive, man, to win that glory; Toil, man, to gain that light; Send hope before to grasp it Till hope be lost in sight. Exult, O dust and ashes, The Lord shall be thy part; His only, His forever, Thou shalt be and thou art. 5 O sweet and blessed country, The home of God's elect! O sweet and blessed country That eager hearts expect! Jesus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest, Who art, with God the Father, And Spirit, ever blest. Amen. Scripture: Revelation 21:24 Used With Tune: EWING

Now the laborer's task is o'er

Author: John Ellerton Appears in 125 hymnals Topics: The Last Things Death Used With Tune: REQUIESCAT

Lord Jesus Christ, my life, my light

Author: M. Behm Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 34 hymnals Topics: The Last Things Preparation for Death; The Last Things Preparation for Death Lyrics: 1 Lord Jesus Christ, my life, my light, My strength by day, my trust by night, On earth I’m but a passing guest, And sorely with my sins oppressed. 2 Far off I see my fatherland, Where through Thy grace I hope to stand. But ere I reach that paradise, A weary way before me lies. 3 My heart sinks at the journey’s length, My wasted flesh has little strength, Only my soul still cries in me, Lord, fetch me home, take me to Thee! 4 O let Thy sufferings give me power To meet the last and darkest hour; Thy cross the staff whereon I lean, My couch the grave where thou hast been. 5 Since Thou hast died, the pure, the just, I take my homeward way in trust, The gates of heaven, Lord, open wide, When here I may no more abide. 6 And when the last great day is come, And Thou, our Judge, shalt speak the doom, Let me with joy behold the light, And set me then upon Thy right. 7 Renew this wasted flesh of mine, That like the sun it there may shine, Among the angels pure and bright, Yea, like Thyself in glorious light. 8 Ah, then I’ll have my heart’s desire, When singing with the angels’ choir, Among the ransomed of Thy grace, For ever I behold Thy face! Used With Tune: [Lord Jesus Christ, my life, my light]

Jerusalem, Thou City Fair and High

Author: Catherine Winkworth; Johann M. Meyfart Meter: 10.6.10.6.7.6.7.6 Appears in 66 hymnals Topics: The Last Things Life Everlasting 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 leave 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 pow'r, Whose promise standeth fast, My soul I gladly render? For surely will His hand Lead her with guidance tender To heav'n, her fatherland. 3 A moment's space, and gently, wondrously, Released from earthly ties, Elijah's chariot bears her up to thee, Thro' 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 naught, And God had given the gladness, The heritage, I sought! 5 What glorious throng and what resplendent host Comes sweeping swiftly down? The chosen ones on earth who wrought the most, The Church's brightest crown, Our Lord hath set to meet me, As in the far-off years Their words oft came to greet me In yonder land of tears. 6 The partiarchs' and prophets' noble train, With all Christ's followers true, Who bore the cross and could the worst disdain That tyrants dared to do, I see them shine forever, All-glorious as the sun, Mid light that fadeth never, Their perfect freedom won. 7 And when within that lovely Paradise At last I safely dwell, What songs of bliss shall from my lips arise, What joy my tongue shall tell, While all the saints are singing Hosannas o'er and o'er, Pure hallelujahs ringing Around me evermore! 8 Unnumbered 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. Amen. Scripture: Matthew 17:1-2 Used With Tune: JERUSALEM, DU HOCHGEBUATED STADT