Rest for the little sleeper!
Joy for the ransomed soul!
Peace for the lonely weeper,
Dark though the waters roll!

Weep for the little sleeper-
Weep, it will ease thy heart,
Though the dull pain be deeper
Than with the world to part.

Lamb by the Shepherd taken,
Folded upon His breast,
Hushed in His arms-to waken
In joy to endless rest!

Joy for the little sleeper-
Gentle and timid lamb,
Safe with the tender Keeper!
Could there be sweeter balm?

Do not then droop in sadness,
Dark though the night may be:
There’s a bright morn of gladness,
Mourner, reserved for thee!

Grieve not with hopeless sorrow,
Jesus has felt they pain:
Soon shall He come-glad morrow!-
Bringing they lamb again!