God rest thy soul!
O kind and pure,
Tender of heart, yet strong to wield control,
And to endure
Close the clear eyes:
No greater woe
Earth’s patient heart, than when a good man dies,
The ways are blest.
With us is night,
Toil without rest, -
But where thy gentle spirit walks in light,
The ways are blest.
God’s peace be thine!
God’s perfect peace!
Thy meed of faithful service, until time
And death shall cease.
