493 ~ Sweet Be Thy Rest
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Sweet be thy rest, And peaceful thy sleeping; God's way is best, Thou art in His keeping. O blessed sleep Where ills ne'er molest thee! Why should we weep? For Heaven hath blessed thee, Sweet be thy rest.
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Thy work is done, Thy sowing and reaping; Thy crown is won, And hushed is thy weeping. From tears and woes, From earth's midnight dreary, Thine is repose Where none ever weary. Sweet be thy rest.
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Sweet be thy rest; No more we may greet thee 'Till with the blest In heaven we meet thee. O union sweet That death cannot sever! There we shall meet, Where sad tears fall never. Sweet be thy rest.