who, till their Lord appear,
Serve in the vineyard of the Master, here.

IV

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.

V

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.

{makaria he hodos, he poreue semeron, hoti}

{hetoimasthe soi topos anapauseos.}

Burial of a layman

I

Thou dost not pass a lonesome way,
O soul released from mortal coil,--
Thou leav'st behind the weight and toil,
And thou art blessed of God to-day.

II

The path thou treadest He hath trod
Whom heaven received from death's abode,--
He knows each turning of the road
That brings the unburdened soul to God.

III

It is not dark, it is not sad,
It is not haunted now with fear,--
The saints have found it full of cheer,
For with His comfort they were glad.

IV

Yea, with His presence thou art blest,
And light upon the path is shed,
For lo, He liveth Who was dead,
And thou art journeying to thy rest.

V

'Tis we, not thou, who are distressed,
For, blessed, blessed, is the way,
O soul, thou journeyest to-day,
That leads to everlasting rest.

Psalm I

I

The man who erring counsel shuns,
Nor strays where sinners meet,
But in the law of God delights
In meditation sweet,
Shall reap the happiness of those
To whom the Lord His favour shews.

II

As tree beside the water brooks
Whose leaf unfading lives,
And when the time appointed comes,
A bounteous fruitage gives;--
So shall he prosper all his days,
Whose hope is in God's law always.

III

Not so the wicked,--they are chaff