Now the labourer's task is o'er
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Now the labourer's task is o'er, Now the battle day is past; Now upon the farther shore Lands the voyager at list: Father, in thy gracious keeping Leave we now thy servant sleeping. There the tears of earth are dried, There its hidden things are clear; There the work of life is tried By a juster Judge than here: There the sinful souls, that turn To the Cross their dying eyes, All the love of Christ shall learn At his feet in Paradise: There no more the powers of hell Can prevail to mar their peace; Christ the Lord shall guard them well, He who died for their release: 'Earth to earth, and dust to dust,' Calmly now the words we say, Leaving him to sleep in trust Till the resurrection-day: Father, in etc. |
Nunc peractus est labor et finita proelia, ripa nunc ulterior est petenti praebita: scimus, Pater, te clementem; hunc tuere dormientem. Ibi cedunt lacrimae, se celata detegunt; iustiore iudice facta iudicanda sunt: Qui Crucem spectaverit mortis in articulo amor quid divinus sit discet in elysio: Ibi regis inferi pax exempta viribus; sunt in manu Domini quos salvavit mortuus: "Pulvis pulverem petit" adfirmamus placidi "dumque resurrexerit dormit creditus tibi": scimus, Pater, etc. |