I, I long for complete unconsciousness
But me of little faith
With hearts weighed down
Thanks to those evening news
And you are fast asleep
This very evening
Let us leave this crowd behind
And pass on over
Over to the other side
My heart instructs me
Rest secure these terrors flee
You give blessed sleep
From which no one's waking up to weep
While you were speaking to me
I was in a deep sleep
With my face to the ground
Then you touched me
You raised me to my feet
This very evening
Let us leave this crowd behind
And pass on over
Over to the other side
A voice says, Cry out.
I say, Oh, what should I cry?
All men are like grass.
We all wither, but you stand.
Who understands
The mind of You
Here's hoping you
Can strengthen my mind
All anew
My heart instructs me
Rest secure these terrors flee
You give blessed sleep
From which no one's waking up to weep

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