WE LAY US DOWN TO SLEEP.
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Some faithful friends we're found,
But they who love us best,
When we are under ground,
Will laugh on with the rest.
But they who love us best,
When we are under ground,
Will laugh on with the rest.
No task have we begun
But other hands can take:
No work beneath the sun
For which we need to wake.
But other hands can take:
No work beneath the sun
For which we need to wake.
Then hold us fast, sweet Death,
If so it seemeth best
To Him who gave us breath
That we should go to rest.
If so it seemeth best
To Him who gave us breath
That we should go to rest.
We lay us down to sleep,
Our weary eyes we close:
Whether to wake and weep
Or wake no more, He knows.
Our weary eyes we close:
Whether to wake and weep
Or wake no more, He knows.
