1 Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims, For all the pious dead, Sweet is the savour of their names, And soft their sleeping bed.
2 They die in Jesus, and are bless'd; How kind their slumbers are! From sufferings and from sins releas'd, And freed from every snare.
3 Far from this world of toil and strife, They're present with the Lord; The labours of their mortal life End in a large reward.