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There is a house not made with hands

Hymnal: BW1870 #465 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 There is a house not made with hands, Eternal and on high; And here my spirit waiting stands, Till God shall bid it fly. 2 Shortly this prison of my clay Must be dissolved and fall, Then, O my soul, with joy obey Thy Heavenly Father’s call. 3 ’Tis He, by His almighty grace, That forms thee fit for heaven, And as an earnest of the place, Has His own Spirit given. 4 We walk by faith of joys to come, Faith lives upon His Word; But while the body is our home, We’re absent from the Lord. Topics: Christians their life and experience; Constancy; Death anticipation of; Heaven anticipation of; Heaven mansions in; Mansions in heaven Languages: English

It is not death to die

Hymnal: BW1870 #466 (1870) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 It is not death to die-- To leave this weary road, And 'mid the brotherhood on high, To be at home with God. 2 It is not death to close The eye long dimm'd by tears, And wake in glorious repose To spend eternal years. 3 It is not death to bear The wrench that sets us free From dungeon chain, to breathe the air Of boundless liberty. 4 It is not death to fling Aside this sinful dust, And rise, on strong, exulting wing, To live among the just. 5 Jesus, Thou Prince of life! Thy chosen cannot die: Like Thee, they conquer in the strife, To reign with Thee on high. Topics: Christians their life and experience; Death anticipation of Languages: English

No, no, it is not dying

Hymnal: BW1870 #467 (1870) Lyrics: 1 No, no, it is not dying, To go unto our God; This gloomy earth forsaking, Our journey homeward taking Along the starry road. 2 No, no, it is not dying, Heaven's citizen to be; A crown immortal wearing, And rest unbroken sharing, From care and conflict free. 3 No, no, it is not dying, The Shepherd's voice to know: His sheep he ever leadeth, His peaceful flock He feedeth, Where living pastures grow. 4 No, no it is not dying To wear a lordly crown; Among God's people dwelling, The glorious triumph swelling Of Him whose sway we own. 5 Oh, no, this is not dying, The Saviour of mankind! There streams of love are flowing, No hindrance ever knowing; Here only drops we find. Topics: Christians their life and experience; Death anticipation of Languages: English

One sweetly solemn thought

Hymnal: BW1870 #468 (1870) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 One sweetly solemn thought Comes to me o'er and o'er; I am nearer my home to-day Than e'er I've been before; 2 Nearer my Father's house, Where many mansions be, Nearer the throne where Jesus reigns, Nearer the crystal sea. 3 Nearer the bound of life, Where burdens are laid down, Nearer leaving the cross of grief, Nearer gaining the crown. 4 But lying darkly between, And winding down through the night, Flows on the deep and unknown stream, That leads me to the light. 5 Jesus, perfect my trust, Strengthen my hand of my faith, And be Thou near me when I stand Upon the shore of death. Topics: Blessedness future, anticipated; Christians their life and experience; Death anticipation of; Heaven anticipation of Languages: English

'Tis sweet to rest in lively hope

Hymnal: BW1870 #469 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 'Tis sweet to rest in lively hope, That when my change shall come, Angels will hover round my bed, And waft my spirit home! 2 There shall my disimprison'd soul Behold Him and adore; Be with his likeness satisfied, And grieve and sin no more: 3 Shall see Him wear that very flesh On which my guilt was lain; His love intense, His merit fresh, As though but newly slain. 4 Soon, too, my slumbering dust shall hear The trumpet's quick'ning sound; And, by my Saviour's power rebuilt, At His right hand be found. 5 These eyes shall see Him in that day, The God that died for me! And all my rising bones shall say, Lord, who is like to Thee! 6 If such the views which grace unfolds, Weak as it is below, What raptures must the Church above, In Jesus' presence know. Topics: Blessedness future, anticipated; Christians their life and experience; Death anticipation of; Hope in anticipation of death Languages: English

To Jesus, the crown of my hope

Hymnal: BW1870 #470 (1870) Lyrics: 1 To Jesus, the crown of my hope, My soul is in haste to be gone; Oh, bear me, ye cherubim, up, And waft me away to His throne. 2 My Saviour, whom absent I love; Whom not having seen, I adore" whose name is exalted above all glory, dominion, and power-- 3 Dissolve Thou these bands that detain My soul from her portion in Thee, Ah! strike off this adamant chain, And make me eternally free. 4 When that happy era begins, When array'd in Thy glories I shine, Nor grieve any more, by my sins, The bosom on which I recline-- 5 Oh, then shall the veil be removed! And round me Thy brightness be pour'd; I shall meet Him whom absent I loved, I shall see Whom unseen I adored. 6 And then, never more shall the fears, The trials, temptations, and woes, Which darken this valley of tears, Intrude on my blissful repose. Topics: Blessedness future, anticipated; Christians their life and experience; Death anticipation of; Heaven anticipation of; Hope in anticipation of death Languages: English

I would not live alway: I ask not to stay

Hymnal: BW1870 #471 (1870) Meter: 11.11.11.11 Lyrics: 1 I would not live alway: I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way; The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer. 2 I would not live alway, thus fetter'd by sin, Temptation without and corruption within: E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears, And the cup of salvation with penitent tears. 3 I would not live alway; no--welcome the tomb: Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom: There sweet be my rest, till He bid me arise To hail Him in triumph descending the skies. 4 Who, who would live alway, away from his God; Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains, And the noontide of glory eternally reigns? 5 Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet, Their Saviour and brethren, transported to greet: While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul. Topics: Christians their life and experience; Death anticipation of Languages: English

They come, God's messengers of love

Hymnal: BW1870 #472 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 They come, God’s messengers of love, They come from realms of peace above, From homes of never-fading light, From blissful mansions ever bright. 2 They come to watch around us here, To soothe our sorrow, calm our fear; And whisper to the faithful heart, "O Christian soul, in peace depart." 3 Blest Jesus, Thou whose groans and tears Have sanctified frail nature’s fears, To earth in bitter sorrow weigh'd, Thou didst not scorn Thine angel’s aid: 4 An angel guard to us supply, When on the bed of death we lie: And by Thine own almighty power, Oh, shield us in the last dread hour. Topics: Angels; Christians their life and experience; Death anticipation of Languages: English

There is an hour when I must part

Hymnal: BW1870 #473 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 There is an hour when I must part From all I hold most dear; And life, with its best hopes, will then As nothingness appear. 2 There is an hour when I must sink Beneath the stroke of death; And yield to Him who gave it first, My struggling vital breath. 3 There is an hour when I must stand Before the judgment-seat; And all my sins, and all my foes, In awful vision meet. 4 There is an hour when I must look On one Eternity; And nameless woe, or blissful life, My endless portion be. 5 O Saviour, then in all my need Be near, be near to me! And let my soul, by steadfast faith, Find life and heaven in Thee. Topics: Christians their life and experience; Death anticipation of Languages: English

My days are gliding swiftly by

Hymnal: BW1870 #474 (1870) Lyrics: 1 My days are gliding swiftly by, And I, a pilgrim stranger, Would not detain them as they fly, Those hours of toil and danger: For now we stand on Jordan’s strand; Our friends are passing over; And, just before, the shining shore We may almost discover. 2 Our absent King the watchword gave, "Let every lamp be burning;" We look afar across the wave, Our distant home discerning. For now we stand on Jordan’s strand; Our friends are passing over; And, just before, the shining shore We may almost discover. 3 Should coming days be dark and cold, We will not yield to sorrow, For hope will sing with courage bold, "There's glory on the morrow." For now we stand on Jordan’s strand; Our friends are passing over; And, just before, the shining shore We may almost discover. 4 Let storms of woe in whirlwinds rise, Each cord on earth to sever: There--bright and joyous in the skies, There--is our home forever: For now we stand on Jordan’s strand; Our friends are passing over; And, just before, the shining shore We may almost discover. Topics: Blessedness future, anticipated; Christians their life and experience; Death anticipation of; Pilgrimage of life Languages: English