329 8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 4, 4, 4, 4, 8. Ph. Nicolai, 1599 ris-en! Glorious word! Now rec-on-ciled is God, my Lord; The gates of heaven are 0 pen. My Je sus died triumph-ant-ly, And Sa-tan's ar-rows brok-en lie, Destroyed hell's dir-est weap - on. Life He giv - eth- He was dead, but see, He Christ Jesus lay in death's strong bands, For our offens-es given; But now at God's right hand He stands, And brings us life from heaven: Wherefore let us joy - ful be And sing to God right thankful - ly 331 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7. German, 1656 Jésus lives! thy terrors now Can no lon-ger, Death, ap - pall me; Jesus lives! by this I know, From the grave He will re call me. last. He lives, the might-y One, I know, Whose arm overcomes the stron-gest foe, Who death and hell hath van quished. 4 Myself shall see Him in my flesh, 5 Rise then, my soul, e'en now, and live In hope's divine abode! Let earth and Satan vainly strive That my Redeemer liveth." 333 9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8. Georg Neumark, 1622–81 Abide with us, the day is waning, Thus prayed the two while on the way; 2 We read that Thou, O Lord, remaining, Didst all their doubts and fears allay. Incline Thine ear, Thou King of grace, When, praying thus, we seek Thy face. 2 At eventide, Thy Spirit sending, Help us, O Lord, our watch to keep, 3 Abide with us; with heavenly gladness 4 Abide with us, O Savior tender, That bitter day when life shall end, 5 When earthly help no more availeth, |