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