Sleep, sweet sister of this life,
Awake, handmaiden of Christ,
Dwell within this body no more,
Arise in the house of the Lord.
For you, our dream is done,
For me, dreams are just begun,
Imagining you in a new world living,
These are the thoughts I find comforting:
You are safe now in the mansions of the righteous.
Through the gardens of paradise you roam.
You are a flame of fire, resplendently bright,
Abiding forever, in a day without night.
You’ve finally made it—you’re home sweet home.
~FS
Prayerful Life 