1. I know of a sleep in Jesus' name,
A rest from all toil and sorrow;
Earth folds in her arms my weary frame
And shelters it till the morrow;
My soul is at home with God in heaven,
Her sorrows are past and over.
2. I know of a peaceful eventide;
And when I am faint and weary,
At times with the journey sorely tried,
Through hours that are long and dreary,
Then often I yearn to lay me down
And sink into blissful slumber.
3. I know of a morning bright and fair
When tidings of joy shall wake us,
When songs of from on high shall fill the air
And God to His glory take us,
When Jesus shall bid us rise from sleep, --
How joyous that hour of waking!
4. Oh, that is a morning dear to me,
And oft, o'er the mountains streaming,
In spirit its heavenly light I see
As golden the peaks are beaming.
Then sing I for joy like birds at dawn
That carol in lofty lindens.
5. God's Son to our graves then takes His way,
His voice hear all tribes and nations;
The portals are rent that guard our clay,
And moved are the sea's foundations.
He calls out aloud: "Ye dead, come forth!"
In glory we rise to meet Him.
6. O Jesus, draw near my dying bed
And take me into Thy keeping
And say when my spirit hence is fled,
"This child is not dead, but sleeping."
And leave me not, Savior, till I rise
To praise Thee in life eternal.
Hymn #592 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_
Text: Rev. 14: 13
Author: Magnus Brostrup Landstad, 1861, ab.
Translated by: composite
Titled: "Jeg ved mig en Soevn i Jesu Navn"
Composer: Christoph E.F. Weyse, 1826
Tune: "Den signede Dag"