Hear what the voice from heav'n proclaims For all the pious dead: Sweet is the Saviour of their names, And soft their sleeping bed. They die in Jesus, and are bless'd; How kind their slumbers are! From suff'rings and from sins released, And freed from ev'ry snare. Far from this world of toil and strife, They're present with the Lord; The labors of their mortal life End in a large reward.