Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #636 (1828) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 What if death my sleep invade?
Should I be of death afraid?
Whilst encircled by thine arm,
Death may strike, but cannot harm.
2 What if beams of opening day
Shine around my breathless clay?
Brighter visions from on high
Shall regale my mental eye.
3 Tender friends awhile may mourn
Me from their embraces torn;
Dearer, better friends I have
In the realms beyond the grave.
4 See the guardian-angels nigh
Wait to waft my soul on high!
See the golden gates display'd!
See the crown to grace my head!
5 See a flood of sacred light,
Which no more shall yield to night!
Transitory world, farewell!
Jesus calls with him to dwell!
6 With thy heavenly presence blest,
Death is life, and labour rest:
Welcome sleep, or death to me,
Still secure, for still with thee. Topics: Evening
What if death my sleep invade?