HYMN LIV. A FUNERAL Hymn. Job 19.25

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.