Scripture Verse

He will be our guide even to the end. Psalm 48:14


Words: Fred­er­ick G. Lee, in the Peo­ple’s Hym­nal, 1867.

Music: Al­ber­marle, from Ge­bet- und Ge­sang­buch­lein, ed­it­ed by W. Beck­er, 1872. Ar­ranged by Ni­co­la A. Mon­ta­ni, 1920 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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If you know where to get a good pho­to of Lee (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


When day’s shadows lengthen,
Jesus, be Thou near;
Pardon, comfort, strengthen,
Chase away my fear;
Love and hope be deepened,
Faith more strong and clear.

When the night grows darkest,
And the stars are pale,
When the foemen gather
In death’s misty vale,
Be Thou sword and buckler,
Be Thou shield and mail.

So no fears shall chill me,
On that unknown shore,
For in death He conquered,
And can die no more;
His hand guards and guides me,
To the heav’nly door.

Blessèd warfare over,
Endless rest alone;
Tears no more, nor sorrow,
Neither sigh nor moan,
But a song of triumph
Round about the throne.