The Christian's Goodnight

Sleep on, beloved, sleep, and take thy rest; Lay down thy head upon thy Saviour's breast; We love thee well, but Jesus loves thee best Good-night! Good-night! Good-night! Calm is thy slumber as an infant's sleep; But thou shalt wake no more to toil and weep: Thine is a perfect rest, secure and deep Good-night! Good-night! Good-night! Until the shadows from this earth are cast, Until He gathers in His sheaves at last, Until the twilight gloom be over past Good-night! Good-night! Good-night! Until the Easter glory lights the skies, Until the dead in Jesus shall arise, And He shall come, but not in lowly guise Good-night! Good-night! Good-night! Until, made beau­ti­ful by love di­vine, Thou, in the like­ness of thy Lord shalt shine, And He shall bring that gold­en crown of thine Good night! Good night! Good night! Only Good night, be­lov­èd—not fare­well! A lit­tle while, and all His saints shall dwell In hal­lowed uni­son in­di­vi­si­ble Good night! Good night! Good night! Until we meet again be­fore His throne, Clothed in the spot­less robe He gives His own, Until we know ev­en as we are known Good night! Good night! Good night!