If Thou art near when life is closing,
All joyful shall I fall asleep;
Be Thou with me as I awaken,
And claim my soul when I arise.
If Thou art near when life is closing,
All joyful shall I fall asleep.
Ah, how serene, were thus my passing,
Thy tender hand upraised in blessing
Would sanctify my slumber deep.
Be Thou with me as I awaken,
And claim my soul when I arise.