Hymnal: The Book of Worship #438 (1867) Lyrics: 1 Go to thy rest, my child,
Go to thy dreamless bed,
Gentle and undefiled,
With blessings on thy head.
2 Fresh roses in thy hand,
Buds on thy pillow laid;
Haste from this fearful land,
Where flowers so quickly fade.
3 Before thy heart had learned
In waywardness to stray;
Before thy feet had turned
The dark and downward way;
4 Ere sin had seared the breast,
Or sorrow woke the tear;
Rise to thy home of rest,
In yon celestial sphere.
5 Because thy smile was fair,
Thy lip and eye so bright,
Because thy cradle-care
Was such a fond delight,--
6 Shall love, with weak embrace,
Thy heavenward wing detain?
No!--angel, seek thy place
Amid heaven's cherub train. Topics: Death Languages: English
Go to thy rest, my child