|
|
| |
|
O, not when the death-prayer is said,
The life of life departs;
The body in the grave is laid,
Its beauty in our hearts.
At holy midnight, voices sweet,
Like fragrance, fill the room;
And happy ghosts, with noiseless feet,
Come brightening through the gloom.
We know who sends the visions bright,
From whose dear side they came;
We veil our eyes before Thy light,
We bless our Father’s name!
This frame, O God, this feeble breath,
Thy hand may soon destroy;
We think of Thee, and feel in death
A deep and holy joy.
Dim is the light of vanished years
In glory yet to come;
O idle grief, O foolish tears,
When Jesus calls us home!
|
marker 99
|
LYRICS
|
Meter:
|
8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
|
|
Writer(s):
|
|
|
Trans/Adapted:
|
| |
Dates:
|
|
|
Bible Refs:
|
|
LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
|
Hymn/Song Book
|
Year
|
Song #
|
| 1854 | # 343 |
MUSIC
|
Name:
|
TALLIS' ORDINAL
|
|
Meter:
|
8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
|
|
Writer(s):
|
|
|
Dates:
|
c. 1567
|
LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
|
Hymn/Song Book
|
Song #
|
Key
|
| # 172 | D | | # 310 | D | | # 304 | D | | # 607 | D | | # 78 | D | | # 208 | D | | # 332 | Eb | | # 459 | Eb | | # 73 | Eb | | # 72 | Eb | | # 508 | Eb | | # 77 | E | | # 385 | E |
echo ' | ';
|
Hymn Writer
