Asleep in Jesus

Asleep in Je­sus! Bless­èd sleep

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 ven­omed sting!

Asleep in Je­sus! Peace­ful rest

Whose wak­ing is su­preme­ly blessed;

No fear

no woe

shall dim that hour

That ma­ni­fests the Sav­ior’s pow­er.

Asleep in Je­sus! Oh

for me

May such a bless­èd 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 bless­èd sleep

From which none ev­er wakes to weep.