Hymn 1:27 [Death May Dissolve My Body Now]

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Title:     Hymn 1:27 [Death May Dissolve My Body Now]
Author: Isaac Watts [More Titles by Watts]

Assurance of heaven; or, A saint prepared to die,
2 Tim. 4. 6 7 8 18.

[Death may dissolve my body now,
And bear my spirit home;
Why do my minutes move so slow,
Nor my salvation come?

With heavenly weapons I have fought
The battles of the Lord,
Finish'd my course, and kept the faith,
And wait the sure reward.]

God has laid up in heaven for me
A crown which cannot fade;
The righteous Judge at that great day
Shall place it on my head.

Nor hath the King of grace decreed
This prize for me alone;
But all that love and long to see
Th' appearance of his Son.

Jesus the Lord shall guard me safe
From every ill design;
And to his heavenly kingdom keep
This feeble soul of mine.

God is my everlasting aid
And hell shall rage in vain;
To him be highest glory paid,
And endless praise.--Amen.

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Isaac Watts's Poem: Hymn 1:27 [Death May Dissolve My Body Now]

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