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poems.
Where nature's hues of bloom
In summer beauty reign,
Shall sadness, doubt, and gloom,
Breathe here their mournful strain?
Let songs of praiseTo God be given,
And high to HeavenJoy's chorus raise.
In summer beauty reign,
Shall sadness, doubt, and gloom,
Breathe here their mournful strain?
Let songs of praiseTo God be given,
And high to HeavenJoy's chorus raise.
To Faith, to Hope, to Love,
This spot we consecrate,
While raised to Thee above,
Our hearts Thy blessing wait.
To Thee we pray,Our Father, God!
Through him who trodDeath's silent way.
This spot we consecrate,
While raised to Thee above,
Our hearts Thy blessing wait.
To Thee we pray,Our Father, God!
Through him who trodDeath's silent way.
Our souls shall never fear
The path he blest to tread;
But calmly enter here
The chambers of the dead.
Here shall we sleep,And fear no ill,
While angels stillTheir vigils keep.
The path he blest to tread;
But calmly enter here
The chambers of the dead.
Here shall we sleep,And fear no ill,
While angels stillTheir vigils keep.
To thee! Great King of kings!
When life's short dream is o'er,
On Hope's aspiring wings,
O may our spirits soar,
And swell on highThat strain to Thee
Whose melodyShall never die!
When life's short dream is o'er,
On Hope's aspiring wings,
O may our spirits soar,
And swell on highThat strain to Thee
Whose melodyShall never die!
