Christ My Song - 149

Beside the dark grave standing - The grave
(Carl Johann Philipp Spitta/Richard Massie/
Johannes Thomas Rüegg)

The grave.

1. Beside the dark grave standing,
we sow in silent tears
the seed of incorruption,
the pilgrim full of years. PDF - Midi

2. His home is reached already,
we still are on the road,
death was the gate of heaven,
it took him to his God.

3. He sees what we but look for,
he hath what we still lack,
the foe no more can spoil him,
who still besets our track.

4. His disembodied spirit
is with the Lord at rest,
and while we still are weeping,
he is supremely blessed.

5. He wears a crown of glory,
and lifts the palm on high,
and swells with saints and angels
the chorus of the sky.

6. We still, poor weary pilgrims,
in this dark valley roam,
until again we see him,
and share his happy home.