NICOLAS Death, I hear thy summons and [bad word] In haste, for my short life is done;
And O! my soul is faint with love, For Him who waits for me above.
Lord [bad word] to life, to final birth I leave the misery of earth,
For light, by Thy eternal grace,
Where I shall greet Thee face to face.
Christ, receive my soul with tenderness, For in my last of life I bless Thy name, Who lived and died for me,
And dying, yield my soul to Thee. [bad word] Lord, now lettest Thou Thy servant Depart in peace, according to Thy word.  For mine eyes have seen Thy salvation
Which Thou hast prepared before the face of all people To be a light to lighten the Gentiles
And to be the glory of Thy people Israel.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, And to the Holy Ghost.
As it was in the beginning, is now and ever shall be World without end. Amen!
CONGREGATION God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm.
Deep in unfathomable mines Of never failing skill
He treasures up His bright designs, And works his sovereign will.
Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. Amen.