583 My life is hid in Jesus,

1 My life is hid in Jesus, And death is gain to me; Then, when-so-e'er He pleases, I meet it willingly. 2 For Christ, my Lord and brother, I leave this world so dim, And gladly seek that other, Where I shall be with Him. 3 My woes are nearly over, Though long and dark the road; My sin His merits cover, And I have peace with God. 4 Lord, when my powers are failing My breath comes heavily, And words are unavailing, O hear my sighs to Thee! 5 When mind and thought, O Savior, Are flickering, like a light, That to and fro doth waver, Ere 'tis extinguished quite; 6 In that last hour, O grant me To slumber soft and still, No doubts to vex or haunt me, Safe anchored on Thy will; 7 And so to Thee still cleaving Through all death's agony, To fall asleep believing, And wake in heaven with Thee. 8 Amen! Thou Christ, my Savior, Wilt grant this unto me; Thy Spirit lead me ever, That I fare happily.