188 (Index of Tunes, LV.)
188.
Tune.--"Jesus Christ, my sure Defence."
7.8.7.8.7.7
Geht nun hin und grabt mein Grab
trans. by Catherine Winkworth, 1863
Geht und hin und grabt mein Grab
Ernst Moritz Arndt, 1819
Go and dig my grave today! Weary of my ceaseless roaming, Now from earth I pass away, Heav'nly peace awaits my coming, Angel voices from above Call me to their rest and love. | Go and dig my grave today! Homeward now my journey tendeth, And I lay my staff away Here where all earth's labour endeth, And I lay my weary head In the only painless bed. | What is there I yet should do If in this dark vale I linger? Proud our schemes, and fair to view, Yet they melt beneath Time's finger Like the sand before the wind, That no power of man can bind. | Farewell, earth, then! I am glad That I now in peace may leave thee, For thy very joys are sad, And thy hopes do but deceive thee; Fleeting is thy beauty's gleam, False and changing as a dream. | Sun and moon and stars so bright, Farewell all your golden splendour! Here I loved you, but your light Gladly will I now surrender, For the glories of that day Where ye all must fade away. | Farewell, O ye friends I love! Though awhile ye journey grieving, Comfort cometh from above To the hearts in Christ believing; Weep not o'er a passing show, To th' eternal world I go. | Weep not that the world I leave, Mourn not that I am exchanging Errors that here closely cleave, Empty ghosts and shadows ranging Through this world of nought and night, For a land of truth and light. | Weep not! dearest to my heart Is my Saviour, He doth cheer me; And I know that I have part In his pains, and He is near me; For He shed His precious blood For the whole world's highest good. | Weep not, my Redeemer lives! From the dust, Hope ever vernal Looks to Heaven and upward strives; Fearless Faith and Love eternal Now are softly whispering nigh, "Child of God, fear not to die!" | |