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Phoebe Cary, 1852 (Text of 1869)

I It is not death to die, To leave this

Joseph E. Sweetser, 1849

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ry road,

And midst the broth-er-hood on high To be at home with God. A - MEN.

343 REST L. M.

William B. Bradbury, 1843

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I A-sleep in Jesus! bless-ed sleep, From which none ev

er wakes to weep;

A calm and un- dis-turbed re-pose, Un-brok-en by the last of foes.

A - MEN.

2 Asleep in Jesus! O how sweet To be for such a slumber meet; With holy confidence to sing That death hath lost his venomed sting. 3 Asleep in Jesus! peaceful rest,

Whose waking is supremely blest; No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour That manifests the Saviour's power.

344 (GREENWOOD) S. M.

I IT is not death to die,

To leave this weary road,
And midst the brotherhood on high
To be at home with God.

2 It is not death to close

The eye long dimmed by tears,
And wake, in glorious repose
To spend eternal years.

4 Asleep in Jesus! O for me
May such a blissful refuge be;
Securely shall my ashes lie,
Waiting the summons from on high.
Asleep in Jesus! far from thee
Thy kindred and their graves may be;
But thine is still a blessèd sleep,
From which none ever wakes to weep.
Margaret Mackay, 1832

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3 It is not death to bear

The wrench that sets us free
From dungeon chain, to breathe the air
Of boundless liberty.

4 It is not death to fling

Aside this sinful dust,
And rise, on strong exulting wing,
To live among the just.

5 Jesus, Thou Prince of Life,

Thy chosen cannot die :

Like Thee, they conquer in the strife,

To reign with Thee on high.

Rev. H. A. César Malan, 1832. Tr. Rev. George W. Bethune, 1847

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2 I would not live alway, thus fettered by sin;
Temptation without, and corruption within:
E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears,
And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent tears.

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I would not live alway; no, welcome the tomb :
Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom;
There sweet be my rest, till He bid me arise
To hail Him in triumph descending the skies.

4 Who, who would live alway, away from his God,
Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode,

Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains,
And the noontide of glory eternally reigns;

5 Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet,
Their Saviour and brethren, transported, to greet;
While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll,
And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul?

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A-long the star-ry road. A-MEN.

Copyright, 1895, by The Trustees of The Presbyterian Board of Publication and Sabbath-School Work

2 No, no, it is not dying

Heaven's citizen to be; A crown immortal wearing, And rest unbroken sharing,

From care and conflict free.

3 No, no, it is not dying
To hear this gracious word,
"Receive a Father's blessing,
For evermore possessing

The favor of Thy Lord."

4 No, no, it is not dying

The Shepherd's voice to know:
His sheep He ever leadeth,
His peaceful flock He feedeth
Where living pastures grow.
5 No, no, it is not dying

To wear a lordly crown;
Among God's people dwelling,
The glorious triumph swelling
Of Him whose sway we own.

Rev. H. A. César Malan, 1832. Tr. Rev. Robinson P. Dunn, 1859

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