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XLVIII. THE SAME. AT LYING DOWN.

Hymn 5.

When shall I lay down my head
On my softest, earthen bed,
Have the rest I fain would have,
Sink into the quiet grave!
When shall I my haven find,
Leave my cares and griefs behind,
Gain the good for which I weep,
Close mine eyes in lasting sleep!

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Might I now escape away,
Quit the tenement of clay,
Take my unsuspected flight,
Steal into the world of light.
Only this do I desire,
Change, and O! my soul require,
Come, my Lord, and Saviour come,
Now prepare, and take me home.
Now pronounce the welcome word,
Pardon, and receive me, Lord;
Now the hallowing blood apply,
Bid me lay me down, and die.
Work a sudden work of grace,
Cut it short in righteousness,
Liken'd to the saints in light,
Call me hence this happy night.
Save me now from all my fears,
Let me pour my latest tears,
Ere I see the' approaching morn,
Bid my spirit to God return;
Breathless leave this heavy clod,
Faint into the arms of God,
Glide in blissful dreams away,
Wake in everlasting day.