VERSE 2 But such VERSE 3 a tide When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns HE Jeg 8: as mov-ing seems a - sleep, Too full for sound and foam, 464 Sir Joseph Barnby, 1893 rall. home. home. 5 When the heart is sad within 3 When the solemn death-bell tolls 6 Thou the shame, the grief, hast known, 622 CONSOLATION 7.8.7.8.7.7. 1 Gentle Shop-herd, Thou hast stilled 254 bb 46 Ah, how peace - ful, pale, and mild, And no sigh of an-guish sore 3 2 In this world of care and pain, Thou dost now with joy receive it; (See also MEINHOLD, No. 329) Francis Cramer, 1879 balal Heaves that little bos om more. A - MEN. bed 'tis sleep - ing, IRENE 7.7.7.5. 4 4 1 When the day of toil is done, When the race of life is run, Ah, Lord Jesus, grant that we That its heavenly food are giving; Then the gain of death we prove, Though Thou take what most we love. Rev. Johann W. Meinhold, 1835. Trans. by Catherine Winkworth, 1858 Rev. Clement C. Scholefield, 1874 2 There the tears of earth are dried; There its hidden things are clear; There the work of life is tried By a juster Judge than here. Father, in Thy gracious keeping Leave we now Thy servant sleeping. 3 There the sinful souls, that turn To the cross their dying eyes, All the love of Christ shall learn म o'er; Now the bat 624 (IRENE) 7.7.7.5. 1 When the day of toil is done, When the race of life is run, Father, grant Thy wearied one Rest for evermore. 2 When the strife of sin is stilled, When the foe within is killed, Be Thy gracious word fulfilled,Peace for evermore. 3 When the heart by sorrow tried Feels at length its throbs subside. bo Father, in Thy gra-cious keep - ing Leave we now Thy serv-ant sleep gg ing. A-MEN. At His feet in Paradise. Father, in Thy gracious keeping Leave we now Thy servant sleeping. 4 "Earth to earth, and dust to dust," Rev. John Ellerton, 1871 Bring us, where all tears are dried, Joy for evermore. 4 When for vanished days we yearn, 5 When the breath of life is flown, When the grave must claim its own, Lord of life, be ours Thy crown, Life for evermore. Rev. John Ellerton, 1870 625 REST (BRADBURY) L. M. 3 Asleep in Jesus! peaceful rest, 626 GOULD'S CHANT Irregular. 2 Asleep in Jesus! O how sweet To be for such a slumber meet; 4 Asleep in Jesus! O for me William 3. Bradbury, 1843 Than I ever have been be- | fore; 2 Nearer my Father's house, Where the many | mansions | be; || Nearer the great white throne, | Nearer the crystal | sea; 3 Nearer the bound of life, Where we lay our | burdens | down; || Nearer leaving the cross, | Nearer gaining the crown. 5 Asleep in Jesus! far from thee John E. Gould, 1846 Telel A-MEN. ÉÉLI 4 But the waves of that silent sea Roll dark before my sight, I That brightly the other side Break on a shore of light. 5 O if my mortal feet Have almost gained the | brink, I If it be I am nearer home Even to-day than I think, 6 Father, perfect my trust; Let my spirit feel in death || On the rock of a | living | faith. For other Hymns on the Death of Christians, see 20, 24, 76, 493, 517, and under |