1. A - SLEEP in Jesus: blessed sleep, From which none ev · er wakes to weep, "Asleep in Jesus." 2 Asleep in Jesus: O how sweet To be for such a slumber meet; With holy confidence to sing, That death hath lost his venomed sting. 3 Asleep in Jesus: peaceful rest, Whose waking is supremely blest; May such a blissful refuge be; Thy kindred and their graves may be; 1496 The Death of the Righteous. NUM, xxiii. 10. I How blest the righteous, when he dies, 2 So fades a summer cloud away; 3 A holy quiet reigns around, A calm which life nor death destroys; And naught disturbs that peace profound. Which his unfettered soul enjoys. 4 Life's labor done, as sinks the clay, Light from its load the spirit flies; While Heaven and earth combine to say "How blest the righteous when he dies! Mrs. Anna Lætitia Barbauld (1743-1825), 1809. Ab. and alt. RESIGNATION. 6.6.4.6.6.6.4. JOHN HENRY CORNELL (1828 ), 1872. I. Low-LY and sol-emn be Thy children's cry to Thee, Father di vine: A hymn of suppliant breath; Own- ing that life and death, Own- ing that life and death A like are Thine. Peaceful Sleep. 498 2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear Invade thy bounds. No mortal woes Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, While angels watch the soft repose. 3 So Jesus slept: God's dying Son [bed; Passed through the grave, and blest the LEOMINSTER. S. M. D. Rest here, blest saint, till from His throne The morning break, and pierce the shade. 4 Break from His throne, illustrious morn; Attend, O earth, His sovereign word; Restore thy trust: a glorious form Shall then ascend to meet the Lord. Rev. Isaac Watts (1674-1748), 1734. Alt. GEORGE WILLIAM MARTIN (1825-1881). Arr. by SIR ARTHUR SULLIVAN (1842- ), : On the Death of a Minister. 2 At midnight came the cry, "To meet thy God prepare!" He woke, and caught his Captain's eye; Then, strong in faith and prayer, His spirit with a bound Left its encumbering clay; His tent, at sunrise, on the ground, A darkened ruin lay. 3 The pains of death are past, Labor and sorrow cease, And, life's long warfare closed at last, His soul is found in peace. Soldier of Christ, well done, Praise be thy new employ; And, while eternal ages run, Rest in thy Saviour's joy. James Montgomery (1771-1854), 1819. Ab. Signal Consecration and Courage. I O SHEPHERD of the sheep, High Priest of things to come, Who didst in grace Thy servant keep, And take him sweetly home: His heart was Thine alone, From selfish longings free; Thy throne the cross, a cross his throne, His life was hid in Thee. 2 So, trusting in Thy might, So, waxing valiant in the fight, The charge Thy love had given, V. S. C. Coles, 1868. Ab. |