From which none ever wakes to weep;
A calm and undisturbed repose,
Unbroken by the last of foes.
Asleep in
Jesus! Oh,
how sweet,
To be for
such a
slumber
meet,
With holy
confidence
to sing
That death
has lost his
venom sting!
Asleep in
Jesus!
Peaceful
rest,
Whose waking
is supremely
blessed;
No fear, no
woe, shall
dim that
hour
That
manifests
the
Saviour's
power.
Asleep in
Jesus! Oh,
for me
May such a
blessed
refuge be!
Securely
shall my
ashes lie
And wait the
summons from
on high.
Asleep in
Jesus! time
nor space
Debars this
precious
'hiding
place';
On Indian
plains or
Lapland
snows
Believers
find the
same repose.
Asleep in
Jesus! Far
from thee
Thy kindred
and their
graves may
be;
But there is
still a
blessed
sleep,
From which
none ever
wakes to
weep.