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Burial Service

Rest in the Lord, O servant by His grace;

Dwell in His courts, and gaze upon His face;

Know naught of toil, of weariness, or woe:

They rest who serve, not weary, as below.

Rest in the Lord: the strife of war is past,

Wear now the wreath of victory at last;

E'en death is slain -- the cross of Christ sufficed,

Death is not death, to those who live in Christ.

Rest in the Lord: the goal of life is won,

To thee 'tis given to hear the glad "Well done";

Great their reward who, till their Lord appear,

Serve in the vineyard of the Master, here.

Rest in the Lord: none can His honour claim,

They honour have, who honour most His name;

Thine this reward, who counted gain but loss,

Nor felt it shame to glory in the cross.

Rest in the Lord: swift comes the happy time

When we who strive shall reach Thy fairer clime;

Christ, give us welcome when the toil is past,

And bring us to the bliss of heaven at last.