You go home this night to your home of Winter, To your home of Autunmn, of Spring and of Summer; you go home this night to your lasting home, to your eternal bed, to your sound sleeping.
Sleep now, sleep, and so fade sorrow, Sleep now, sleep and so fade sorrow, sleep my beloved, in the rock of the field. The sleep of seven lights upon you, my dear.
The sleep of seven joys upon you, my dear. The sleep of seven slumbers upon you, my dear. Sleep, oh sleep in the quiet of quietness, sleep, oh sleep in the way of guidance, sleep, oh sleep in the love of all loving.
You have been called from the place of your dwelling, After times, after duties, after separations, may blessed soul-friends guide you, may helping spirits lead you, may the Gatherer of Souls call you, may the Homeward path rise up under your feet and lead you gladly home.
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