Lord, let at last Thine angels come
To Abraham's bosom bear me home
That I may die unfearing
And in its narrow chamber sleep
My body safe in peaceful sleep
Until Thy reappearing
And then from death awaken me
That these mine eyes with joy may see
O Son of God, Thy glorious face
My Savior and my fount of grace
Lord Jesus Christ, my prayer attend, my prayer attend
And I will praise Thee without end
"Lord, Thee I Love with All My Heart," Lutheran Service Book, #708, verse three
