Triumph over death, Job 19. 25-27

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Source: Project Gutenberg #13341 Source URL: https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/13341 Public domain basis: Isaac Watts, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (1707; 1818 Corrall printing in PG #13341). Author d. 1748. US public domain. Coverage: Complete individual poem extracted from parent edition watts-hymns-and-spiritual-songs at bytes 9935-10595; checksum d0f6a0fabe68b1ac9bfd787ba677b84e6d91b3aa9a82e66836340637246a57f7.

# Triumph over death, Job 19. 25-27

Triumph over death, Job 19. 25-27

Hymn 1:6. Triumph over death, Job 19. 25-27.

1 Great God, I own thy sentence just And nature must decay; I yield my body to the dust To dwell with fellow-clay.

2 Yet faith may triumph o'er the grave, And trample on the tombs: My Jesus, my Redeemer lives, My God, my Saviour comes.

3 The mighty Conqueror shall appear High on a royal seat, And Death, the last of all his foes, Lie vanquish'd at his feet.

4 Tho' greedy worms devour my skin, And gnaw my wasting flesh, When God shall build my bones again, He clothes them all afresh.

5 Then shall I see thy lovely face With strong immortal eyes, And feast upon thy unknown grace With pleasure and surprise.