Alfred H. Miles, ed. The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907.
By The Christians Good-night (Sleep on, beloved)Sarah Doudney (18411926)
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Lay down thy head upon thy Saviour’s breast;
We love thee well, but Jesus loves thee best;—
Good-night!
But thou shalt wake no more to toil and weep;
Thine is a perfect rest, secure and deep;—
Good-night!
Until He gathers in His sheaves at last,
Until the Lenten gloom is overpast;—
Good-night!
Until the dead in Jesus shall arise,
And He shall come—but not in lowly guise;—
Good-night!
Thou, in the likeness of Thy Lord, shalt shine,
And He shall bring that golden crown of thine;—
Good-night!
A little while, and all His saints shall dwell
In hallowed union, indivisible;—
Good-night!
Clothed in the spotless robe He gives His own;
Until we know, even as we are known;—
Good-night!