1 Thine agony, O Lord, is o'er,
And victory forevermore
Is ours through Thy great passion.
Earth had for Thee no peace in store
Till peace was our possession.
2 Now rest Thee, gentle Shepherd blet,
Who 'mid this throng hast found no rest,
Nor in a home abided.
The shelter life from Thee withheld
The grave alone provided.
3 O silent grave! O blest retreat,
A refuge for my Saviour meet,
No longer dark and narrow!
Like Him, I enter thee content,
Released from toil and sorrow.
4 O sleep of death, O night profound,
My Lord hath set for thee a bound:
His promise I remember.
Like Him, triumphant I shall come
From out that peaceful chamber.
Source: The Hymnal and Order of Service #119
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