Text: | THE ICELANDIC BURIAL HYMN |
Author: | Hallgrim Petursson |
Translator: | Charles Venn Pilcher |
I know that my Redeemer
Lives crowned upon the throne;
Lord over earth and heaven
He saves, and He alone;
He conquered death by dying
Upon the accursed tree,
And from His death sprang glorious
Eternal life for me.
Christ conquered death by dying—
Jesu, Thy mortal pain
O'erthrew the King of Terrors
And brake the captive's chain.
What though this earthly body
Obey Death's dread behest?
The soul soars free rejoicing
To mansions of the blest.
I think upon my Saviour,
I trust His power to keep,
His mighty arm enfolds me
Awaking and in sleep.
Christ is my rock, my courage;
Christ is my soul's true life;
And Christ (my still heart knows it)
Will bear me through the strife.
Thus in Christ's name I'm living;
Thus in Christ's name I'll die;
I'll fear not though life's vigour
From Death's cold shadow fly.
O Grave, where is thy triumph?
O Death, where is thy sting?
"Come when thou wilt, and welcome!"
Secure in Christ I sing.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | I know that my Redeemer |
Title: | THE ICELANDIC BURIAL HYMN |
Author: | Hallgrim Petursson |
Translator: | Charles Venn Pilcher |
Meter: | 7.6.7.6 D |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1913 |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |