Scripture Verse

There remaineth…a rest to the people of God. Hebrews 4:9

Introduction

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James Montgomery
1771–1854
National Portrait Gallery

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Words: James Mont­gom­e­ry, 1824.

Music: Bath (Cooke) Will­iam H. Cooke (1838–1898) (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Cooke (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Lyrics

Friend after friend departs;
Who hath not lost a friend?
There is no union here of hearts,
That finds not here an end:
Were this frail world our only rest,
Living or dying, none were blest.

Beyond the flight of time,
Beyond this vale of death,
There surely is some blessèd clime
Where life is not a breath,
Nor life’s affections transient fire,
Whose sparks fly upward and expire.

There is a world above,
Where parting is unknown,
A whole eternity of love,
Formed for the good alone;
And faith beholds the dying here
Translated to that happier sphere.

Thus star by star declines,
Till all are passed away,
As morning high and higher shines
To pure and perfect day;
Nor sink those stars in empty night,
But hide themselves in Heaven’s own light.