Hymnal: A Selection of Christian Hymns
Date: 1818
Compiler: Rice Haggard
Publisher/Printer: John Norvell
First Line: And must this body die
Topic: Death
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: SM
Tune:
Hymn Number: 180
Page Number: 175, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsAnd must this body die,
This well-wrought frame decay?
And must these active limbs of mine
Lie mouldering in the clay?
Corruption, earth, and worms,
Shall but refine this flesh;
Till my triumphant spirit comes,
To put it on afresh.
God, my Redeemer, lives,
And ever from the skies,
Looks down and watches all my dust,
Till he shall bid it rise.
Arrayed in glorious grace,
Shall these vile bodies shine,
And every shape, and every face,
Be heavenly and divine.
These lively hopes we owe,
Lord, to thy dying love;
O may we bless thy grace below,
And sing thy grace above.
Saviour accept the praise,
Of these, our humble songs;
Till tunes of nobler sounds we raise,
With our immortal tongues.