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Go to Thy Rest, Fair Child
Author: Lydia H. Sigourney, 1791-1865 Hymnal: The Christian Hymnary. Bks. 1-4 #624 (1972) First Line: Go to thy rest, fair child! Lyrics: 1 Go to thy rest, fair child!
Go to thy dreamless bed,
While yet so gentle, undefiled,
With blessings on thy head.
2 Before thy heart had learned
In waywardness to stray;
Before thy feet had ever turned
The dark and downward way;
3 Ere sin has seared the breast,
Or sorrow woke the tear;
Rise to thy throne of changeless rest,
In yon celestial sphere!
4 Because thy smile was fair,
Thy lip and eye so bright,
Because thy loving cradle-care
Was such a dear delight;
5 Shall love, with weak embrace,
Thy upward wing detain?
No! gentle spirit, seek thy place
Amid the cherub train. Topics: Book One: Hymns, Songs, Chorales; Seasons, Days, Services Funeral Services Scripture: 2 Samuel 12:23 Languages: English Tune Title: BURBER
Go to Thy Rest, Fair Child
Go to Thy Rest, Fair Child
Author: Lydia H. Sigourney, 1791-1865 Hymnal: Christian Hymnal (Rev. ed.) #627 (1959) Languages: English Tune Title: [Go to thy rest, fair child]
Go to Thy Rest, Fair Child
Go to thy rest
Hymnal: The Morning Star #103 (1877) First Line: Go to thy rest, sweet child! Lyrics: 1 Go to thy rest, fair child!
Go to thy dreamless bed;
Sinless and undefiled,
With blessings on thy head.
Chorus:
Go to thy rest,
And sweet be thy repose;
Safe on thy Savior's breast,
Free from all earthly woes,
Go to thy rest.
2 Fresh roses in thy hand,
Buds on thy pillow laid;
Fly from this dreary land,
Where flow'rs but bloom to fade.
Chorus:
Go to thy rest,
And sweet be thy repose;
Safe on thy Savior's breast,
Free from all earthly woes,
Go to thy rest.
3 Ere thy young heart could learn,
In wayward paths to stray;
Ere thy young feet could turn
Down life's delusive way.
Chorus:
Go to thy rest,
And sweet be thy repose;
Safe on thy Savior's breast,
Free from all earthly woes,
Go to thy rest.
4 Though thy young cheek was fair,
Thy lips and eyes were bright;
Though thy sweet tender care
Was one prolonged delight.
Chorus:
Go to thy rest,
And sweet be thy repose;
Safe on thy Savior's breast,
Free from all earthly woes,
Go to thy rest.
5 Shall, therefore, love's embrace,
Thy homeward flight detain?
No, loved one, take thy place
'Mid yonder angel train.
Chorus:
We'll meet again,
On Canaan's happy shore;
With Christ forever reign,
We'll meet to part no more,
We'll part no more.
Languages: English Tune Title: [Go to thy rest, sweet child!]
Go to thy rest
Go to Thy Rest, Fair Child
Author: Mrs. L. H. Sigourney Hymnal: Songs of Evangelism #165 (1911) Languages: English Tune Title: BURBER
Go to Thy Rest, Fair Child
Go to Thy Rest, Fair Child
Author: Lydia H. Sigourney, 1791-1865 Hymnal: Church Hymnal, Mennonite #622 (1927) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Go to thy rest, fair child! Topics: Funeral Hymns Scripture: 2 Samuel 12:23 Languages: English Tune Title: BURBER
Go to Thy Rest, Fair Child
Go to Thy Rest, Fair Child
Author: Lydia H. Sigourney, 1791-1865 Hymnal: Church Hymnal, Mennonite #622 (2017) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Go to thy rest, fair child! Topics: Funeral Hymns Scripture: 2 Samuel 12:23 Languages: English Tune Title: BURBER
Go to Thy Rest, Fair Child
Go to Thy Rest
Author: Mrs. Lydia H. Sigourney Hymnal: Favorite Solos #172 (1908) First Line: Go to thy rest, fair child! Languages: English Tune Title: [Go to thy rest, fair child!]
Go to Thy Rest
Farewell, Farewell
Hymnal: The Way of Life #64 (1883) First Line: Go to thy rest, fair child Languages: English Tune Title: [Go to thy rest, fair child]
Farewell, Farewell
Go to thy rest, my child
Hymnal: Linden Harp #45a (1855) Lyrics: 1 Go to thy rest, my child--
Go to thy dreamless bed;
Gentle, and meek, and mild,
With blessings on thy head:
Fresh roses in thy hand,
Buds on thy pillow laid,
Haste from this fearful land,
Where flowers so quickly fade.
2 Before thy heart might learn
In waywardness to stray,--
Before thy feet could turn
The dark and downward way,--
Ere sin might wound thy breast,
Or sorrow wake the tear,
Rise to thy home of rest
In yon celestial sphere.
3 Because thy smile was fair,
Thy lips and eyes so bright,--
Because thy cradle care
Was such a fond delight,--
Shall love, with weak embrace,
The heavenward flight detain?
No, angel! seek thy place
Amid yon cherub train. Languages: English
Go to thy rest, my child
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