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Who knows how near my end may be?
Author: Miss Winkworth; Emilia Juliana, Countess of Schwarzburg-Rudolstadt Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 26 hymnals Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Who knows how near my end may be?
Time speeds away, and death comes on.
How swiftly, ah, how suddenly,
May death be here, and life be gone!
My God, for Jesus' sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
2 O Father, cover all my sins
With Jesus' merits, who alone
The pardon that I covet wins,
And makes His long-sought Rest my own.
My God, for Jesus' sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
3 Then death may come or tarry yet;
I know in Christ I perish not.
He never will His own forget;
He gives me robes without a spot.
My God, for Jesus' sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
4 And thus I live in God at peace,
And die without a thought of fear,
Content to take what God decrees,
For through His Son my faith is clear;
His grace shall be in death my stay,
And peace shall bless my dying day. Used With Tune: WER WEISZ, WIE NAHE WIR MEIN ENDE
Who knows how near my end may be?
Hail, all hail, Thou Lord of glory!
Author: Arthur Cleveland Coxe Meter: 8.7 Appears in 5 hymnals Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Hail, all hail, Thou Lord of glory!
Thee our Father, Thee we own!
Abraham heard not of our story,
Israel ne'er our name hath known:
2 But Redeemer, Thou hast sought us,
Thou hast heard Thy children's wail;
Thou with Thy dear Blood hast bought us;
Hail, Thou mighty Victor, hail! Used With Tune: ARUNDEL
Hail, all hail, Thou Lord of glory!
My God, to Thee I now commend
Author: Miss Winkworth; Philip Frederic Hiller Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 13 hymnals Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 My God, to Thee I now commend
My soul; for Thou, O Lord,
Dost live and love me without end,
And wilt perform Thy word.
2 To whom else should I make my plea,
That heavenly life be mine?
All souls, my God, belong to Thee;
My soul is also Thine.
3 Thou gavest my spirit at my birth;
Take back what Thou hast given;
And with the Lord I served on earth,
Grant me to live in heaven.
4 My soul is sprinkled with the Blood
Thy Son hath shed for us,
And in Thy sight is pure and good,
Adorned and radiant thus.
5 Thou my Deliverer wast of yore;
From sin Thou mad'st me free:
Now, faithful God, do Thou, once more
In death deliver me.
6 Thou livest and lovest without end,
And dost perform Thy word:
My parting soul I now commend
To Thee, my God and Lord! Used With Tune: NUN SICH DER TAG GEENDET HAT
My God, to Thee I now commend
My God, I know that I must die
Author: Benjamin Schmolk, d. 1737; Jane Borthwick Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 18 hymnals Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 My God, I know that I must die:
My mortal life is passing hence;
On earth I neither hope nor try
To find a lasting residence.
Then teach me by Thy heavenly grace
With joy and peace my death to face.
2 My God, I know not when I die;
What is the moment or the hour;
How soon the clay may broken lie,
How quickly pass away the flower:
Then may Thy child preparéd be
Through time to meet eternity.
3 My God, I know not how I die;
For death has many ways to come,
In dark mysterious agony,
On gently as a sleep to some.
Just as Thou wilt, if but it be
To bring me, blessed Lord, to Thee!
4 My God, I know not where I die,
Where is my grace, beneath what strand;
Yet from its gloom I do rely
To be delivered by Thy hand.
Content, I take what spot is mine,
Since all the earth,, my Lord, is Thine.
5 My gracious God, when I must die,
O bear my happy soul above,
With Christ, my Lord, eternally
To share Thy glory and Thy Love:
Then comes it right and well to me,
When, where, and how my death shall be. Used With Tune: MACCABAEUS
My God, I know that I must die
When my last hour is close at hand
Author: Edgar Alfred Bowring; Nikolaus Hermann Appears in 14 hymnals Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 When my last hour is close at hand,
My last sad journey taken,
Do Thou, Lord Jesus! by me stand,
Let me not be forsaken.
O Lord, my spirit I resign
Into Thy loving hands divine;
'Tis safe within Thy keeping.
2 Countless as sands upon the shore,
My sins may then appall me;
Yet, though my conscience vex me sore,
Despair shall not enthrall me:
For as I draw my latest breath,
I'll think, Lord Christ! upon Thy Death,
And there find consolation.
3 I shall not in the grave remain,
Since Thou death's bonds hast severed;
But hope with Thee to rise again,
From fear of death delivered,
For where Thou art, there I shall be.
That I may ever live with Thee:
This is my joy in dying.
4 And so to Jesus Christ I'll go,
My longing arms extending;
So fall asleep in slumber deep,
Slumber that knows no ending,
Till Jesus Christ, God's only Son,
Opens the gates of bliss, leads on
To heaven, to life eternal. Used With Tune: WENN MEIN STÜNDLEIN VORHANDEN IST
When my last hour is close at hand
Jesus, Thy soul, for ever blest
Author: Isaac Williams Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 7 hymnals Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Thy soul, for ever blest,
Hath gone among the dead,
And to his peaceful place of rest
The dying thief hath led.
2 And all for us; that when, ere long,
We shall resign our breath,
We may not fear to go among
The unseen shades of death.
3 In death's dark vale I soon must be,
But I will nothing fear;
Thy rod and staff will comfort me;
Thou hast Thyself been there. Used With Tune: DOMINE CLAMAVI
Jesus, Thy soul, for ever blest
Lord Jesus Christ, true Man and God
Author: Miss Winkworth; Paul Eber Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 25 hymnals Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Lord Jesus Christ, true Man and God,
Who borest anguish, scorn, the rod,
And diedst at last upon the Tree,
To bring Thy Father's grace for me:
I pray Thee through that bitter woe,
Let me, a sinner, mercy know.
2 When comes the hour of failing breath,
And I must wrestle, Lord, with death.
When from my sight all fades away,
And when my tongue no more can say,
And when mine ears no more can hear,
And when my heart is racked with fear,
3 When all my mind is darkened o'er,
And human help can do no more;
Then come, Lord Jesus! come with speed,
And help me in my hour of need;
Lead me from this dark vale beneath,
And shorten then the pangs of death.
4 Joyful my Resurrection be,
Thou in the Judgment plead for me,
And hide my sins, Lord, from Thy face,
And give me Life, of Thy dear grace!
I trust Thee utterly, my Lord,
For Thou hast promised in Thy Word!
5 Dear Lord, forgive us all our guilt;
Help us to wait until Thou wilt
That we depart; and let our faith
Be brave, and conquer e'en in death:
Firm resting on Thy sacred Word,
Until we sleep in Thee, our Lord. Used With Tune: HERR JESU CHRIST, WAHR MENSCH U. GOTT
Lord Jesus Christ, true Man and God
Rest of the weary! Thou
Author: Solomon Frank; Miss Winkworth Meter: 6.6.10 Appears in 11 hymnals Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Rest of the weary! Thou
Thyself art resting now,
Where lowly in Thy sepulchre Thou liest;
From out her deathly sleep
My soul doth start, to weep
So sad a wonder, that Thou, Saviour, diest!
2 Thy bitter anguish o'er,
To this dark tomb they bore
Thee, Life of life--Thee, Lord of all creation!
The hollow rocky cave
Must serve Thee for a grave,
Who wast Thyself the Rock of our salvation!
3 O Prince of Life! I know
That when I too lie low,
Thou wilt at last my soul from death awaken;
And thus I will not shrink
From the grave's awful brink;
The heart that trusts in Thee shall ne'er be shaken.
4 To me the darksome tomb
Is but a narrow room,
Where I may rest in peace, from sorrow free.
Thy Death shall give me power
To cry in that dark hour,
O Death! O Grave! where is your victory?
5 The grave can naught destroy;
Only the flesh can die,
And e'en the body triumphs o'er decay:
Clothed by Thy wondrous might
In robes of dazzling light,
This flesh shall burst the grave at that Last Day.
6 My Jesus, day by day,
Help me to watch and pray,
Beside the tomb where in my heart Thou'rt laid.
Thy bitter Death shall be
My constant memory,
My guide at last into death's awful shade. Used With Tune: EASTER EVE
Rest of the weary! Thou
O what terror in thy forethought
Author: Peter Damian, d. 1072; John Mason Neale Meter: 8.7 Appears in 3 hymnals Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 O what terror in thy forethought,
Ending scene of mortal life!
Heart is sickened, reins are loosened,
Thrills each nerve, with terror rife,
When the anxious heart depicteth
All the anguish of the strife!
2 Christ, unconquered King of glory!
Thou my wretched soul relieve
In that last extremest terror
When the body she must leave:
Let the Accuser of the brethren
O'er me then no power receive!
3 Let the Prince of darkness vanish,
And Gehenna's legions fly!
Shepherd, Thou Thy sheep, thus ransomed,
To Thy country lead on high,
Where for ever in fruition
I may see Thee eye to eye! Used With Tune: ST. PETER'S
O what terror in thy forethought
When the last agony draws nigh
Author: John Andew Gramlich; Miss Winkworth Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 7 hymnals Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 When the last agony draws nigh,
My spirit sinks in bitter fear:
Courage! I conquer though I die,
For Christ with Death once wrestled here.
Thy strife, O Christ, with death's dark power
Upholds me in this fearful hour.
2 In faith I hide myself in Thee;
I shall not perish in the strife;
I share Thy war, Thy victory,
And death is swallowed up in Life.
Thy strife, O Christ, with death of yore
Hath conquered, and I fear no more. Used With Tune: WINKWORTH
When the last agony draws nigh
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