Lord, when Thy Kingdom comes, remember me
1. ‘Lord, when Thy Kingdom comes, remember me!’
Thus spake the dying lips to dying ears,
O faith, which in that darkest hour could see
The promised glory of the far-off years!
2. No kingly sign declares that glory now;
No ray of hope lights up that awful hour;
A thorny crown surrounds the bleeding brow;
The hands are stretched in weakness, not in power.
3. Hark! Through the gloom the dying Saviour saith,
‘Thou too shalt rest in Paradise today’;
O works of love to answer words of faith!
O words of hope for those who lived to pray!
4. Lord, when with dying lips my prayer is said,
Grant that in faith thy Kingdom I may see,
And, thinking on Thy Cross and bleeding head,
May breathe my parting words, ‘Remember me’.
5. Remember me, but not my shame or sin;
Thy cleansing blood hath washed them all away;
Thy precious death for me did pardon win;
Thy blood redeemed me in that awful day.
6. Remember me; and, ere I pass away,
Speak Thou the assuring word that sets us free,
And make Thy promise to my heart, ‘Today
Thou too shalt rest in Paradise with Me’.