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Text: | A Funeral Hymn |
1 My Life's a Shade, my Days apace decline,
My Lord is Life; He'll raise my dust again.
Sweet Truth to me, I shall arise, and with these Eyes
My Saviour see.
2 My peaceful Grave shall keep my Bones till that sweet Day,
I wake from sleep, and leave my Clay.
Sweet Truth to me, I shall arise, and with these Eyes
My Saviour see.
3 My Lord, his Angels shall their golden Trumpets sound,
At whose most welcome call, my Grave shall be unbound.
Sweet Truth to me, I shall arise, and with these Eyes
My Saviour see.
4 I said sometimes with Tears, ah, me! I'm loth to die,
Lord, silence thou these Fears, my Life's with Thee on high.
Sweet Truth to me, I shall arise, and with these Eyes
My Saviour see.
5 What means my trembling Heart to be thus shy of Death?
My Life and I shan't part, tho' I resign my Breath.
Sweet Truth to me, I shall arise, and with these Eyes
My Saviour see.
6 Then welcome harmless Grave, by thee to Heav'n I'll go,
My Lord, his Death shall save me from the Flames below.
Sweet Truth to me, I shall arise, and with these Eyes
My Saviour see.
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First Line: | My Life's a Shade, my Days apace decline |
Title: | A Funeral Hymn |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1774 |
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