All choirs and audience:
The last shimmers of light are fleeing,
the long shadows of night come creeping.
A grave lies in a garden, sleeping.
So sleep, resting in peace, farewell.
Dear Jesus, farewell.
A stone blocking the cavern’s entrance.
A guard, openly in attendance.
All help hopelessly at a distance.
So sleep, resting in peace, farewell.
Dear Jesus, farewell.
That’s it. Does it all end in sorrow,
Go home, back in the line tomorrow?
Just look: What is there left to hope for?
So rise, living in peace, farewell.
Dear people, farewell.
Text: Hendrik Jan Bosman, 2013
Music:
Willibrord Huisman, 2013
Translation: Hendrik Jan Bosman, 2017