69
On the Approach of Death.
Freu dich Sehr O meine Seele.
Transcribed lyrics (not listed in original)
Rouse thy Self my Soul endeavor
to forget thy Agony
Christ thy Lord Shews now his favour
calls thee out of Misery
All thy Crosses now must cease
He will give thee rest & ease
Yea ye charms of heav'nly pleasure
without end & wthout measure.