Text: | O How Blest Are Ye Whose Toils Are Ended |
Author: | S. Dach |
Translator: | H. W. Longfellow, 1807-82 |
1 O how blest are ye whose toils are ended,
Who through death have unto God ascended!
Ye have arisen
From the cares which keep us still in prison.
2 We are still as in a dungeon living,
Still oppressed with sorrow and misgiving;
Our undertakings
Are but toils and troubles and heartbreakings.
3 Ye meanwhile are in your chambers sleeping,
Quiet, and set free from all our weeping;
No cross or sadness
There can hinder your untroubled gladness.
4 Christ has wiped away your tears forever;
Ye have that for which we still endeavor;
To you are chanted
Songs that ne'er to mortal ears were granted.
5 Ah, who would, then, not depart with gladness
To inherit heav'n for earthly sadness?
Who here would languish
Longer in bewailing and in anguish?
6 Come, 0 Christ, and loose the chains that bind us;
Lead us forth and cast this world behind us.
With Thee, th'Anointed,
Finds the soul its joy and rest appointed.
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First Line: | O how blest are ye whose toils are ended |
Title: | O How Blest Are Ye Whose Toils Are Ended |
German Title: | O wie selig seid ihr doch, ihr Frommen |
Author: | S. Dach (1635) |
Translator: | H. W. Longfellow, 1807-82 (alt.) |
Meter: | 10 10 5 10 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1996 |
Topic: | Death: A Sleep; Trinity 24 |
Notes: | Hymn text, suggested tune: O WIE SELIG |