If Thou art near when life is closing

All joyful shall I fall asleep,

Be Thou with me as I awaken,

And claim my soul when I arise

If Thou art near when life is closing,

All joyful shall I fall asleep,

Ah, how serene, were thus my passing,

Thy tender hand upraised in blessing

Would sanctify my slumber deep

Be Thou with me, as I awaken

And claim my soul when I arise.