1 Asleep in Jesus! blesséd sleep,
From which none ever wakes to weep;
A calm and undisturb'd repose,
Unbroken by the last of foes.
2 Asleep in Jesus! oh, how sweet,
To be for such a slumber meet;
With holy confidence to sing
That Death has lost his venom'd sting.
3 Asleep in Jesus! peaceful rest,
Whose waking is supremely :;
No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour
That manifests the Saviour's power.
4 Asleep in Jesus! oh, for me
May such a blissful refuge be:
Securely shall my ashes lie,
And wait the summons from on high.
5 Asleep in Jesus! time nor space
Affects this precious hiding-place:
On Indian plains or Lapland snows
Believers find the same repose.
6 Asleep in Jesus! far from thee
Thy kindred and their graves may be:
But there is still a blesséd sleep,
From which none ever wakes to weep.
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First Line: | Asleep in Jesus! blesséd sleep |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | Burial; Death; Grave |
Notes: | Author from index: Margaret Mackay |