John 11:11: Period of my griefs and woes

Period of my griefs and woes,
Welcome death's desired repose!
Death my day of labour ends;
Death is sleep to Jesus' friends:

Weary, weary, and oppress'd,
Faint and languishing for rest,
Fain I would forget to weep,
Close my eyes in lasting sleep;

Free from pain recline my head,
Mouldering in its earthen bed.
Till the sinner's constant Friend
Judge of quick and dead descend.

Then my dust His voice shall hear,
Springing from the sepulchre.
Join its mate, and soar away,
Mingle in the blaze of day!