When I lay down to sleep at night

I know my works could all be done

The hand of death could touch my sight

And hide from me the morning sun.

Its solemn bell tonight could chime

For life is winding down for me

I now could go to sleep in time

And wake up in eternity.


But I have reservations made

For one of Heaven’s golden rooms

Where now the tree of life arrayed

In everlasting splendor blooms.


So I will go to sleep in peace

For I have kept my Lord’s commands

And if my soul should find release

I’ll trust its flight to angel hands.




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