[Christ]…shared in their humanity so that by His death He might break…free those who all their lives were held in slavery by their fear of death.
Hebrews 2:14–15
Words: Benjamin Beddome (1717–1795). Published posthumously in Hymns Adapted to Public Worship (London: Burton & Briggs, 1818), number 784, alt. Victory over death.
Music: Greenwood (Sweetser) Joseph E. Sweetser, A Collection of Church Music (New York: John Wiley, 1849), number 161 (🔊 pdf nwc).
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If you know where to get a good picture of Beddome or Sweetser (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
Death is no dreadful sound,
To souls who love their God;
With joy they leave this thorny ground,
And seek a new abode.
Behold the dawning day,
The saint extends his wings;
With rapid flight he soars away,
And as he goes, he sings.
“Farewell, ye kindred worms,
That feed on dust below;
I yonder see celestial forms,
And haste to join them too.
Farewell, deceitful earth,
No longer boast thy charms;
In Christ I view superior worth,
And rush into His arms.
Let sinners, void of grace,
Fear their approaching end;
Jesus gives death an angel’s face,
And makes the foe a friend.