But I would not have you be ignorant, brethren, concerning them which are asleep,
that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope.
1 Thessalonians 4:13
Death, A Sleep
Charles H. Spurgeon
O, Let me rest! Come, night, and let me slumber! Come, my last hour! Let me bow myself upon the bed! Come, death, oh, come lightly to my couch! Ay, strike, if thou wilt: but thy stroke is the loving touch that makes my body slumber. Happy, happy, they who die!
They sleep in Jesus, and are blest;
How sweet their slumbers are!
From suffering and from sin released,
And freed from every care!
(If you'd like, you can read Spurgeon's sermon in its entirety here.)
