VII.
8,6,8,6
Mein Gott in deine Hände
Hiller. 1765.
trans. by Catherine Winkworth, 1855
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My God, to Thee I now commend
My soul; for Thou, O Lord,
Dost live and love me without end,
And wilt perform Thy word.
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To whom else should I make my plea,
That heavenly life be mine?
All souls, my God, belong to Thee,
My soul is also Thine.
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Thou gav'st my spirit at my birth,
Take back what Thou hast given;
And with the Lord I served on earth,
Grant me to live in heaven.
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Faith spreads her wings, she sees revealed
The shining walls above;
My spirit knows that she is sealed,
Redeemed from death by love.
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Thou my Deliverer wast of yore,
From sin Thou mad'st me free,
Now, faithful God, dost Thou once more
In death deliver me.
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Thou liv'st and lovest without end,
And dost perform Thy word;
My passing soul I now commend
To Thee, my God and Lord!
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