Hymnal: A Selection of Christian Hymns
Date: 1818
Compiler: Rice Haggard
Publisher/Printer: John Norvell
First Line: Hark from the tombs a doleful sound
Topic: Funeral Hymns
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: CM
Tune:
Hymn Number: 169
Page Number: 169, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsHark! From the tombs a doleful sound,
My ears attend the cry;
"Ye living men come view the ground,
Where you must shortly lie.
Princes, this clay must be your bed,
In spite of all your towers;
The tall, the wise, the reverend head
Must lie as low as ours."
Great God! Is this our certain doom,
And are we still secure?
Still walking downwards to the tomb,
And yet prepare no more!
Grant us the power of quickening grace,
To fit our souls to fly;
Then, when we drop this dying flesh,
We'll rise above the sky.