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When Bending O'er The Brink Of Life

Author: William B. Collyer Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12552 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: When bending o’er the brink of life Lyrics: 1 When bending o’er the brink of life, My trembling soul shall stand; I wait to pass death’s awful flood, Great God, at Thy command! 2 When weeping friends surround my bed, And close my sightless eyes, When shattered by the weight of years This broken body lies— 3 When every long loved scene of life Stands ready to depart, When that last sigh which shakes the frame Shall rend this bursting heart— 4 O, Thou great source of joy supreme, Whose arm alone can save, Dispel the darkness that surrounds The entrance to the grave! 5 Lay Thy supporting gentle hand Beneath my sinking head; And with a ray of love divine, Illume my dying bed! 6 I lean on Thy dear faithful breast As I resign my breath! And in Thy fond embraces, lose The bitterness of death! Languages: English Tune Title: ABRIDGE

When, bending o'er the brink of life

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #363 (1845) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 When, bending o'er the brink of life, My trembling soul shall stand, Waiting to pass death's awful flood, Great God, at thy command! 2 When weeping friends surround my bed, And close my sightless eyes; When shatter'd by the weight of years This broken body lies: 3 When ev'ry long-lov'd scene of life Stands ready to depart; When the last sigh that shakes the frame Shall rend this bursting heart: 4 O, thou great Source of joy supreme, Whose arm alone can save, Dispel the darkness that surrounds The entrance to the grave! 5 Lay thy supporting gentle hand Beneath my sinking head; And, with a ray of love divine, Illume my dying bed! Topics: Consummation of Things Death Scripture: 1 Samuel 15:32 Languages: English

When, bending o'er the brink of life

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #696 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 When, bending o'er the brink of life, My trembling soul shall stand, Waiting to pass death's awful flood, Great God, at thy command! 2 When weeping friends surround my bed, And close my sightless eyes; When shatter'd by the weight of years This broken body lies: 3 When ev'ry long-lov'd scene of life Stands ready to depart; When the last sigh that shakes the frame Shall rend this bursting heart: 4 O, thou great Source of joy supreme, Whose arm alone can save, Dispel the darkness that surrounds The entrance to the grave! 5 Lay thy supporting gentle hand Beneath my sinking head; And, with a ray of love divine, Illume my dying bed! 6 Leaning on thy dear faithful breast, May I resign my breath! And, in thy fond embraces, lose "The bitterness of death!" Topics: Death Scripture: 1 Samuel 15:32