Text: | Sleep Thy Last Sleep |
Author: | Edward Arthur Dayman |
1 Sleep thy last sleep,
Free from care and sorrow;
Rest where none weep,
Till th'eternal morrow;
Though dark waves roll
O'er the silent river,
Thy fainting soul
Jesus can deliver.
2 Life's dream is past,
All its sin and sadness;
Brightly at last
Dawns a day of gladness:
Under the sod,
Earth, receive our treasure,
To rest in God,
Waiting all His pleasure.
3 Though we may mourn
Those in life the dearest,
They shall return,
Christ, when Thou appearest:
Soon shall Thy voice
Comfort those now weeping,
Bidding rejoice
All in Jesus sleeping.
Amen.
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First Line: | Sleep thy last sleep |
Title: | Sleep Thy Last Sleep |
Author: | Edward Arthur Dayman |
Publication Date: | 1937 |