“Is it well with the child? It is well.”
“Safely, safely gathered
in,
No more sorrow, no more sin,
No more childish griefs or
fears,
No more sadness, no more tears;
For the life so young and
fair
Now hath passed from earthly
care;
God Himself the soul will
keep,
Giving His beloved sleep.
“Safely, safely gathered
in,
Free from sorrow, free from
sin,
Passed beyond all grief and
pain,
Death, for thee, is truest
gain;
For our loss we must not weep,
Nor our loved one long to
keep
From the house of rest and
peace
Where all sin and sorrow cease.
“Safely, safely gathered
in,
No more sorrow, no more sin.
God has saved from weary strife,
In its dawn, this fresh young
life,
Which awaits us now above,
Resting in the Saviour’s
love;
Jesu, grant that we may meet
There adoring at Thy feet.”
Henrietta
O. Dobree.
(Hymn 284, Book of Common Praise.)