O Lord of Life, Where’er They Be

O Lord of life

wher­e’er they be

Safe in Thine own eter­ni­ty

Our dead are liv­ing un­to Thee:

Alleluia! Al­le­lu­ia! Al­le­lu­ia!

All souls are Thine

and here or there

They rest with­in Thy shel­ter­ing care;

One pro­vi­dence alike they share:

Alleluia! Al­le­lu­ia! Al­le­lu­ia!

Thy Word is true

Thy ways are just;

Above the re­qui­em

Dust to dust

Shall rise our psalm of grate­ful trust:

Alleluia! Al­le­lu­ia! Al­le­lu­ia!

O hap­py they in God who rest

No more by fear and doubt op­pressed

Living or dy­ing

they are blest:

Alleluia! Al­le­lu­ia! Al­le­lu­ia!