God liveth still! Trust, my soul, and fear no ill: He who gave the ear its mission, Shall He slumber once or sleep? He who gave the eye its vision, Sees He not when mortals weep? God is God; His ear attendeth, When the sigh our bosom rendeth; Wherefore then, my soul, despair? God still lives, Who heareth prayer. God liveth still! Trust, my soul, and fear no ill: He who gives the clouds their measure, Stretching out the heavens alone; He who stores the earth with treasure, Is not far from every one: God in hour of need defendeth Him whose heart in love ascendeth: Wherefore then, my soul, despair? God still lives, Who heareth prayer. God liveth still! Trust, my soul, and fear no ill: Is thy cross too great and pond’rous, Cast on Him thy grievous load; God is great; His love is wondrous, He will speed thee on thy road: Truth and Mercy, sundered never, Are His attributes for ever: Wherefore then, my soul, despair? God still lives, Who heareth prayer. God liveth still! Trust, my soul, and fear no ill: Is thy yoke of sin too galling, Christ Himself has set you free, Borne for you their weight appalling, Cast them in oblivion’s sea: Now in hell no longer living, All is peace through God forgiving: Wherefore then, my soul, despair? God still lives, Who heareth prayer. God liveth still! Trust, my soul, and fear no ill: When the world would let thee perish, Pathless all thy tangled way, God the nearer draws, to cherish Him who makes the Lord his stay: Children oft that most He loveth Thus with strictest rod He proveth: Wherefore then, my foul, despair? God still lives, Who heareth prayer. God liveth still! Trust, my soul, and fear no ill: Heaven’s huge vault may cleave asunder, Earth’s round globe in ruins burst; Devils’ fellest rage may thunder, Death and hell may spend their worst Then will God keep safe and surely Those who trust in Him securely: Wherefore then, my soul, despair? God still lives, Who heareth prayer. God liveth still! Trust, my soul, and fear no ill: Be thy life, until its ending, One long course of grief or need, God, in love the trial sending, Thus to heaven thy soul would lead: There will dawn, when cares are ended, Joy and peace for ever blended: Wherefore then, my soul, despair? God still lives, Who heareth prayer. Die Vergänglichkeit des Lebens. Lehre uns bedenken, dass wir sterben müssen: Auf dass wir klug werden. Ach, was ist doch unsre Zeit? Flüchtigkeit! Nebel, Rauch und Wind und Schatten: Menschen können nicht bestehn; Sie vergehn Wie die Blumen auf den Matten: Unser Leben fleucht behende; Mensch, bedenke doch das Ende!