Come friends behold me here,
Speechless and breathless lying;
Held in the arms of death;--
Come with your tears and sighing.
But yesterday I lived,
And walked, and spoke with you:
Come friends, with the last kiss.
Bid me a long adieu.
For I shall walk no more
The wonted paths we trod;
My voice is stilled, I go
To speak alone with God.
The Judge has called me hence,--
To Whom the wise and great,
The warrior and the king,
Are men of one estate.
Ah! not the name I bore
Shall final doom recall;
The life of each lies bare,
Before the Judge of all.
For all the good I've done,
For all the ill and blame,--
Shall come to me in full,
The honour or the shame.
Call ye on Christ our God
That by His saving might,
I may a dwelling find
Among the sons of light.
Hymns of the Holy Eastern Church, 1902
|First Line:||Come friends behold me here|
|Title:||Sticheron (From the Burial Office for a Layman)|
|Greek Title:||ὁρῶντές με ἄφωνον καὶ ἄπνουν προκείμενον|
|Source:||Euchologion, p. 419|
|Copyright:||This text in in the public domain in the United States because it was published before 1923.|
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|Hymns of the Holy Eastern Church: translated from the service books with introductory chapters on the history, doctrine, and worship of the church #118||Sticheron (From the Burial Office for a Layman)||Come friends behold me here||John Brownlie||22.214.171.124||1902||<i>Euchologion</i>, p. 419|