Scripture Verse

Sorrow not, even as others which have no hope. 1 Thessalonians 4:13


William Boyce

Words: Charles Wes­ley, Short Hymns (Bris­tol, Eng­land: E. Far­ley, 1762), Vol­ume 2, num­ber 632, pag­es 324–25.

Music: Cha­pel Roy­al Will­iam Boyce, in A Col­lec­tion of Me­lo­dies for the Psalms of Da­vid, cir­ca 1765 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tune:

Charles Wesley


If death my friend and me di­vide,
Thou dost not, Lord, my sor­row chide,
Or frown my tears to see;
Restrained from pas­sion­ate ex­cess,
Thou bidst me mourn in calm dis­tress
For them that rest in Thee.

I feel a strong im­mor­tal hope,
Which bears my mourn­ful spi­rit up
Beneath its moun­tain-load:
Redeemed from death, and grief, and pain,
I soon shall find my friend again
Within the arms of God.

Pass a few fleet­ing mo­ments more
And death the bless­ing shall re­store
Which death has snatched away;
For me Thou wilt the sum­mons send,
And give me back my part­ed friend
In that eter­nal day.