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Schumann's Gesangbuch, 1539
Lord Je-sus Christ, true man and God, Who bor - est anguish,
2 When comes the hour of failing breath,
And I must wrestle, Lord, with death, When from my sight all fades away, And when my tongue no more can
say, And when mine ears no more can hear, And when my heart is racked with
fear: 3 When all my mind is darkened o’er, And human help can do no more; Then come, Lord Jesus! come with
speed, And help me in my hour of need; Lead me from this dark vale beneath, And shorten then the pangs of death.
4 Joyful my resurrection be,
Thou in the judgment plead for me, And hide my sins, Lord, from Thy
face, And give me life, of Thy rich grace! I trust Thee utterly, my Lord, For Thou hast promised in Thy
5 Dear Lord, forgive us all our guilt;
Help us to wait until Thou wilt
P. Eber, 1565.
3 Fare ye well, beloved friends!
Ye whose tears so fast are flowing;
For our griefs are His bestowing:
Heavenly joys alone are sure.
Mercy to my soul revealing;
In His heart's deep wounds so healing,
Which this sinful world redeemed.
High above dark earth ascending,
Faith stands by, her shield extending;
589 8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 6, 8, 8.
Freylinghausen's Gesangbuch, 1704 4.
the mold the grain, To yield its gold-en fruit a-gain.
3 We wait with glad and patient hope
The glorious revelation, While He this pilgrim dress folds up In holy preservation.
O happy souls who rest
In Jesus' arms and breast. Love leads us all our path aright, Through such a depth to such a height,
N. L. von Zinzendorf, 1735