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Rest of the weary! Thou

Author: Salomo Franck, 1659-1725; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Lyra Germanica #36 (1861) Meter: 6.6.11.6.6.11 Lyrics: 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! 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! 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. 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? The grave can nought 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. 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. Languages: English

Rest of the weary! Thou

Author: Solomon Frank; Miss Winkworth Hymnal: Church Book #186 (1890) Meter: 6.6.10 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. Topics: Easter Eve; Easter Eve; Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Languages: English Tune Title: EASTER EVE

Rest of the weary! Thou

Author: Salomo Franck; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Common Service Book of the Lutheran Church #107 (1917) 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 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. Amen. Topics: The Church Year Easter Eve Languages: English Tune Title: EASTER EVE