Luther is said to have written the following hymn when on his way to the town of Worms, and conscious that his life was placed in grave peril : 'A safe stronghold our God is still, A trusty shield and weapon; On earth is not his fellow. 'With force of arms we nothing can, 'And were this world all devils o'er, 'God's word, for all their craft and force, One moment will not linger, But, spite of hell, shall have its course ; And though they take our life, These things shall vanish ali : The last hymn read to Augustus Hare, on his death-bed at Rome, February, 1834, was the following: 'Why should I fear the darkest hour, Or tremble at the tempest's power? Jesus vouchsafes to be my tower. 'Though hot the fight, why quit the field? Why must I either flee or yield, Since Jesus is my mighty shield? 'When creature comforts fade and die, Worldlings may weep, but why should I? Jesus still lives, and still is nigh. Though all the flocks and herds were dead, 'I know not what may soon betide, Though sin would fill me with distress, 'Though faint my prayers, and cold my love, 'Against me earth and hell combine; But on my side is power Divine ; Jesus is all, and He is mine.' Newton. The following hymn, composed by Dean Alford, was sung in St. Martin's Churchyard, Canterbury, when the Dean, amid the tears of the whole sorrowing city, was laid in his final resting-place. A few minutes before, in the earlier part of the service, the grand nave of the cathedral had resounded with the strains of his other well-known hymn: 'Jesus, when I fainting lie.' 'Ten thousand times ten thousand, Their fight with death and sin; 'What rush of Alleluias เ Fills all the earth and sky! And all its tribes were made! Oh, then what raptured greetings 'Bring near Thy great salvation, Thou Lamb for sinners slain; Thine exiles long for home; Show in the heavens Thy promised sign, Thou Prince and Saviour, come.' The hymn sung in the service, to which reference has been made, reads thus: 'Jesus, when I fainting lie, When the cry is, "Thou must die," 'Jesus, when the worst is o'er, 66 Weep not," let the mourners hear, 'Jesus, in that last great day Come Thou down and touch my clay; Speak the word "Arise." The late Emperor Frederick of Germany often found comfort in hymns, and especially in one which was written by a youth, named Ernest von Willich, at the age of twelve, when the boy lay on a sick-bed from which he never rose again. The hymn was frequently sung by the Crown Prince, and when he became Emperor he had it published, and it is known all over Germany as his favourite hymn. |