Father, who hast gathered This dear child to rest, Unto Thee we yield him, Sure Thou knowest best. Thou, O Lord, who gavest, Dost Thine own reclaim; Thou, O Lord, hast taken— Blessèd still Thy Name! Thine by right creative, By redemption Thine, By regeneration And the holy sign. Thou Who didst endow him With baptismal grace, Now in love hast brought him To behold Thy face. Safe from all earth’s sorrow, Safe from all its pains, Now this child of Adam, Paradise regains: Safe from all temptation, Safe from fear of sin, Through the blood of sprinkling Holy, bright and clean. Lay we this dear body In the earth to sleep, His sweet soul commending Unto Thee to keep: Looking for the dawning Of that deathless day, When all earthly shadows Shall have fled away. Only grant us, Father, Courage in our strife, And with him a portion In unending life. |