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HYMN 123. C.M.
Funeral Hymn - Death dreadful, or, delightful. (cont.)

6	Prepare me, Lord, for thy right hand,    Then come the joyful day; Come, death, and some celestial band,    To bear my soul away.

HYMN 124. C.M.
Funeral Hymn - Dying in the embraces of God.

1	DEATH cannot make our souls afraid,    If God be with us there; We may walk thro' its darkest shade,    And never yield to fear.
2	I could renounce my all below,    If my Creator bid; And run, if I were call'd to go,    And die as Moses did.
3	Might I but climb to Pisgah's top,    And view the promis'd land; My flesh itself would long to drop,    And pray for the command.
4	Clasp'd in my heav'nly Father's arms,    I would forget my breath; And lose my life amid the charms    Of so divine a death.

HYMN 125. C.M.
Funeral Hymn - Death and Eternity.

1	STOOP down, my thoughts that use to rise,    Converse a while with death; Think how a gasping mortal lies,    And pants away his breath.
2	His quiv'ring lips hang feebly down,    His pulses faint and few, Then speechless, with a doleful groan,    He bids the world adieu.
3	But, O the soul that never dies!    At once it leaves the clay!

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HYMN 125. C.M.
Funeral Hymn - Death and Eternity. (cont.)

3	Ye thoughts pursue it where it flies,    And trace its wondrous way.
4	Up to the courts where angels dwell,    It mounts triumphant there; Or devils plunge it down to hell,    In infinite despair.
5	And must my body faint and die?    And must this soul remove? O! for some guardian angel nigh,    To bear it safe above.
6	Jesus, to thy dear faithful hand    My naked soul I trust; My flesh shall wait for thy command,    And drop into my dust.

HYMN 126. C.M.
Funeral Hymn - Victory over Death.

1	WHEN death appears before my sight,    In all his dire array; Unequal to the dreadful fight,    My courage dies away.
2	But see, my glorious Friend is nigh!    My Lord, my Saviour lives: Before him death's pale terrors fly,    And my faint heart revives.
3	He left his dazzling throne above,    To meet the tyrant's dart; And, O amazing pow'r of love!    Receiv'd it in his heart!
4	Now for the eye of faith divine    To pierce beyond the grave! To see that Friend, and call him mine,    Whose arm is strong to save.
5	Lord, I commit my soul to thee;    Accept the sacred trust;