Hymns From The Land Of Luther

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"But the word of the Lord endureth forever. And this is the word which by the Gospel is preached unto you." -- I Pet.1:25.

"Das Leben ist gleich einem Traum."

[64]Joachim Neander

transl., Sarah Findlater, 1858

This life is like a flying dream,

Or like the vapor from the stream,

Or like the grass that grows to-day,

But fades away,

When winds across it roughly play.

Only Thyself, my God, art now

Just as Thou wert -- my Refuge Thou --

Though rock and mountain be destroyed,

There is no void,

With Thy loved presence still enjoyed.

Thus sojourning in this low scene,

Upon my Saviour I would lean,

And learn as moments quickly fly,

Self to deny,

Dead to the world, before I die.

Vain joys, away! yea, spread your wings!

For I have tasted better things.

I seek a portion all divine,

Ever to shine;

Lord Jesus make me wholly Thine.