338. So Rest, My Rest

1 So rest, my Rest,
Thou Ever-blest!
Thy grave with sinners making;
By Thy precious death from sin
My dead soul awaking.

2 After Thy strife,
Life of my life,
Thy fervent love hath driven
Thee into the cold, dark grave
Thst I might gain heaven.

3 Breath of all breath!
I know from death
Thou wilt my dust awaken;
Wherefore should I dread the grave
Or my faith be shaken?

4 To me the tomb
Shall be a room
Where I lie down on roses;
Who by faith hath conquered death
Sweetly there reposes.

5 Meantime I will
My Savior, still
Deep in my bosom lay Thee,
Ever musing on Thy death.
Leave me not, I pray Thee!

Text Information
First Line: So rest, my Rest
Title: So Rest, My Rest
German Title: So ruhest du, o meine Ruh
Author: S. Franck, 1659-1725
Translator: R. Massie, 1800-87 (alt.)
Meter: 44 77 6
Language: English
Publication Date: 1996
Topic: Jesus, Our Redeemer
Notes: Hymn text, suggested tune O TRAURIGKEIT
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