Scripture Verse

Strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life. Matthew 7:14


Johann Crüger

Words: Tho­mas F. Mid­dle­ton (1769–1822). Mid­dle­ton in­tend­ed for the hymn to be sung on New Year’s Day.

Music: Grä­fen­berg Jo­hann Crü­ger, Prax­is Pi­e­ta­tis Me­li­ca, 1647 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Thomas F. Middleton
© National Portrait Gallery


As o’er the past my memory strays,
Why heaves the secret sigh?
’Tis that I mourn departed days,
Still unprepared to die.

The world and worldly things beloved,
My anxious thoughts employed;
And time unhallowed, unimproved,
Presents a fearful void.

Yet, holy Father, wild despair
Chase from my laboring breast;
Thy grace it is which prompts the prayer,
That grace can do the rest.

My life’s brief remnant all be Thine;
And when Thy sure decree
Bids me this fleeting breath resign,
O speed my soul to Thee.