"Rest, weary head; Lie down to slumber in the peaceful tomb; Light from above has broken through its gloom; Here in the place where once thy Saviour lay, Where he shall wake thee on a future day,-- Like a tired child upon its mother's breast,-- Rest, sweetly rest. "Rest, spirit free, In the green pastures of the heavenly shore, Where sin and sorrow can approach no more; With all the flock by the Good Shepherd fed, Beside the streams of life eternal led, Forever with thy God and Saviour blest, Rest, sweetly rest."