fredag 13 november 2015

God of the living, in whose eyes




1. God of the living, in whose eyes 
unveiled Thy whole creation lies, 
all souls are Thine, we must not say 
that those are dead who pass away; 
from this our world of flesh set free, 
we know them living unto Thee. 

2. Released from earthly toil and strife, 
with Thee is hidden still their life; 
Thine are their thoughts, their works, their powers, all Thine, and yet most truly ours; 
for well we know, where’er they be, 
our dead are living unto Thee. 

3. Not spilt like water on the ground, 
not wrapped in dreamless sleep profound, 
not wandering in unknown despair, 
beyond Thy voice, Thine Arm, Thy care; 
not left to lie like fallen tree— 
not dead, but living, unto Thee. 

4. Thy Word is true, Thy will is just; 
to Thee we leave them, Lord, in trust; 
and bless Thee for the love which gave 
Thy Son to fill a human grave; 
that none might fear that world to see 
where all are living unto Thee. 

5. O Breather into man of breath, 
o Holder of the keys of death, 
o Giver of the life within, 
save us from death, the death of sin, 
that body, soul, and spirit be 
forever living unto Thee.

He who would valiant be



 

 

1. He who would valiant be 
’gainst all disaster, 
let him in constancy 
follow the Master. 
There’s no discouragement 
shall make him once relent 
His first avowed intent 
to be a pilgrim. 

2. Who so beset him round 
with dismal stories 
do but themselves confound 
— his strength the more is. 
No foes shall stay his might; 
though he with giants fight, 
he will make good his right 
to be a pilgrim. 

3. Since, Lord, Thou dost defend 
us with Thy Spirit, 
we know we at the end
shall life inherit. 
Then fancies flee away! 
I’ll fear not what men say, 
I’ll labor night and day 
to be a pilgrim.