"My time is come, next may be thine,—
Prepare for it while thou hast time;
And that thou mayst prepared be,
Live unto Him that died for thee."
"May angels guard my sleeping dust,
Till Christ shall come to raise the just;
Then may I wake with sweet surprise,
And in my Saviour's image rise."
"She died in Jesus, and is bless'd,—
How sweet her slumbers are!
From suff'rings and from sin releas'd,
And freed from every care."
"Say, wouldst thou die in peace? then seek that Blood
Which reconciles a sinner to his God."
"Happy soul, thy days are ended,
All thy mourning days below;
Go, by angel-guards attended,
To the sight of Jesus go.
Waiting to receive thy spirit,
Lo! the Saviour stands above,
Shews the purchase of His merit,
Stretches out the crown of love."
