When My Brief Course

When my brief course on earth is run
And I this world am leaving,
Grant me to say, "Your will be done,"
Your faithful Word believing.
My dearest Friend, I now commend
My soul into Your keeping;
From sin and hell,
And death as well,
By You the vict'ry reaping.
LSB 758:4

[This Sunday's hymn of the day for those who use the One-year series]