89 (Index of Tunes, CIII.)
89.
Tune.--"O enter, Lord, Thy temple."
Aus diener Eltern Armen
A. Knapp, modern
Thy parents' arms now yield thee, With lover all glowing warm, To Him who best can shield thee, To that Eternal Arm That bids the dead arise, And earth and heav'n upholdeth, That tender babes enfoldeth, And leads them to the skies. | Wash'd in the blood that gushes From out His wounded heart, Wrapp'd in the peace that hushes All earthly woe and smart, Begin thy pilgrimage, And seek, as more thou learnest, With wisdom glad yet earnest, Thy proper heritage. | Oh sweet shall sound the voices That hail thee from above, Where heaven's bright host rejoices Before the Eternal Love: "Now past is all thy strife, And thou canst wander never, Then bless the hour for ever That call'd thee into life! | |