| Father, who hast gatheredThis dear child to rest,
 Unto Thee we yield him,
 Sure Thou knowest best.
 Thou, O Lord, who gavest,Dost Thine own reclaim;
 Thou, O Lord, hast taken—
 Blessèd still Thy Name!
 Thine by right creative,By redemption Thine,
 By regeneration
 And the holy sign.
 Thou Who didst endow himWith baptismal grace,
 Now in love hast brought him
 To behold Thy face.
 Safe from all earth’s sorrow,Safe from all its pains,
 Now this child of Adam,
 Paradise regains:
 Safe from all temptation,Safe from fear of sin,
 Through the blood of sprinkling
 Holy, bright and clean.
 Lay we this dear bodyIn the earth to sleep,
 His sweet soul commending
 Unto Thee to keep:
 Looking for the dawningOf that deathless day,
 When all earthly shadows
 Shall have fled away.
 Only grant us, Father,Courage in our strife,
 And with him a portion
 In unending life.
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