Asleep in Jesus.

A calm and un
With holy con
No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour That man - i- fests the Sav-ior's pow'r.
Secure-ly shall my ashes lie, Wait-ing the sum-mons from on high.

dis-turbed re - pose, Un-bro-ken by the last of foes.
fidence to sing, That death has lost his venomed sting.

fail, and com-forts flee, Help of the help-less, oh, abide with me!
all
a-round I see;
O Thou who chang-est not, abide with me!
guide and stay can be? Thro' cloud and sun-shine, oh, abide with me!
earth's vain shad-ows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, a bide with me!

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No. 267. Jesus, I My Gross Have Taken.