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He Sleeps in Jesus
Verse 1
He sleeps in Jesus — peaceful rest —
No mortal strife invades his breast;
No pain, nor sin, nor woe, nor care,
Can reach the silent slumberer there.
No mortal strife invades his breast;
No pain, nor sin, nor woe, nor care,
Can reach the silent slumberer there.
Verse 2
He lived his Saviour to adore,
And meekly all his sufferings bore:
He loved, and all resigned to God,
Nor murmured at His chastening rod.
And meekly all his sufferings bore:
He loved, and all resigned to God,
Nor murmured at His chastening rod.
Verse 3
"Does earth attract thee here?" they cried;
The dying Christian thus replied,
While pointing upward to the sky,
"My treasure is laid up on high."
The dying Christian thus replied,
While pointing upward to the sky,
"My treasure is laid up on high."
Verse 4
He sleeps in Jesus — soon to rise,
When the last trump shall rend the skies;
Then burst the fetters of the tomb,
To wake in full, immortal bloom.
When the last trump shall rend the skies;
Then burst the fetters of the tomb,
To wake in full, immortal bloom.
Verse 5
He sleeps in Jesus — cease thy grief;
Let this afford thee sweet relief,
That, freed from death's triumphant reign,
In heaven he will live again.
Let this afford thee sweet relief,
That, freed from death's triumphant reign,
In heaven he will live again.
A Scottish hymn of assurance regarding the resurrection, popular in Seventh-day Adventist hymnody.