584 Lord Jesus Christ, my life, my light,

1 Lord Jesus Christ, my life, my light, My strength by day, my trust by night, On earth I'm but a passing guest, And sorely with my sins oppressed. 2 Far off I see my fatherland, Where through Thy grace I hope to stand, But ere I reach that paradise, A weary way before me lies. 3 My heart sinks at the journey's length, My wasted flesh has little strength, Only my soul still cries in me, Lord, fetch me home, take me to Thee! 4 O let Thy sufferings give me power To meet the last and darkest hour; Thy cross the staff whereon I lean, My couch the grave where Thou hast been. 5 Since Thou hast died, the pure, the just, I take my homeward way in trust, The gates of heaven, Lord, open wide, When here I may no more abide. 6 And when the last great day is come, And Thou, our Judge, shalt speak the doom, Let me with joy behold the light, And set me then upon Thy right. 7 Renew this wasted flesh of mine, That like the sun it there may shine, Among the angels pure and bright, Yea, like Thyself, in glorious light! 8 Ah, then I have my heart's desire, When singing with the angels' choir, Among the ransomed of Thy grace, For ever I behold Thy face!