- Hark the divine voice from on high,
To the dead, to the saints:
Sweet is the mem’ry of their name,
Their state with comfort filled.
- Sound they slept in Blessed Jesus,
How sweet and sound they slept!
Through in deep agong and sin,
From travails they are free.
- Further away from sinful world,
With the Lord they abide;
Their toil on deadly earth below,
Crowned with a great reward. Amen.