1 Sister, thou art sweetly sleeping,
Free from pain, and toil, and care;
Dearest sister, how we miss thee!
Miss thee in the house of prayer.
2 Thou wilt sleep, but not forever;
Jesus died, and rose again;
Soon he'll comes in clouds of glory,
Thou wilt rise with him to reign.
3 Sister, then we hope to meet thee;
Then we'll take thee by the hand;
Then we'll twine our arms around thee,
In that bright and happy land.Source: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book: for use in divine worship #961