1 We lay the body in its tomb Until the Lord’s voice bids him “Come.” We sow the seed to rise anew, And glorified, his God to view. 2 Of dust the Lord did man create; “To dust return!”-- that is his fate. He lies; he sleeps, decays, awakes When day arrives and night forsakes. 3 The righteous soul with God doth live, Who hath redeemed him from his grief, From all his sin and all his woe, Thru Jesus Christ, who loved him so. 4 With sorrow, burdened was his flesh, But now will God his soul refresh. In darkened valley he did go; Now he is free from all his woe. 5 Faithful was he until death’s day, Now God will wipe his tears away. What are the sorrows of this time Against God’s glory, so sublime? 6 So now, redeemed one, sleep and rest! Homeward we turn to do our best, That we in joy and trembling be Made ready for eternity. 7 Oh Jesus Christ, Thy bitter death Shall strengthen us in our last breath! Our soul, Lord, we commit to Thee, And joyful may our ending be!