The Shepherd watches His flock by night,
The feeble lambs He will safely keep.
Whether we sleep, or whether we wake,
We are His who gave His life for our sake.
Death’s night comes; it may now be near:
Lord, if our hopes are fixed on Thee,
Oh, how calm will that sleep appear!
Oh, how sweet will the waking be!
Whether we sleep, or whether we wake,
We are His who gave His life for our sake.