And that she was come to her rest,
Free’d from all sins, and all her tears,
She from her head did take the crown,
Giving all praise to Christ on high,
And at his feet she laid it down.
For that the Lamb had made her free,
Now doth she sing triumphantly,
And shall rejoice for evermore,
O’er death and hell victoriously
With lasting pleasures laid in store.