Ready to depart

READY for my earthen bed, Let me rest my fainting head, Welcome life's expected close, Sink in permanent repose; Jesus' blood, to which I fly, Doth my conscience purify, Signs my weary souls release, Bids me now depart in peace.

Thus do I my couch prepare; Oh how soft when Christ is there! There my breathless Savior laid, Turns it to a spicy bed; Resting in his power to save, Looking now beyond the grave, Calm I lay my body down, Rise to an immortal crown!