to the memory, etc.
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While nature o'er the loved one's rest
The tear of fond regret must weep,
The spirits of the good and blest
Their vigils o'er his slumbers keep.
The tear of fond regret must weep,
The spirits of the good and blest
Their vigils o'er his slumbers keep.
Yet not for him whose shining way
Is 'mid the radiant realms on high,
On whom has beamed the perfect day,
O! not for him the tearful eye.
But they whose sun of hope has set
Even at its zenith pure and bright,—
Who can those stricken hearts forget,
To whom is lost that vanished light?
Is 'mid the radiant realms on high,
On whom has beamed the perfect day,
O! not for him the tearful eye.
But they whose sun of hope has set
Even at its zenith pure and bright,—
Who can those stricken hearts forget,
To whom is lost that vanished light?
Thou to whose changeless throne above,
Faith looks beyond the silent tomb!
O! be "Thy banner o'er them love,"
To cheer mid darkness, death and gloom.
Be o'er their path a shining ray;
The shadows brooding round dispel;
Till night be merged in endless day,
And joy's rich choral strain shall swell.
Faith looks beyond the silent tomb!
O! be "Thy banner o'er them love,"
To cheer mid darkness, death and gloom.
Be o'er their path a shining ray;
The shadows brooding round dispel;
Till night be merged in endless day,
And joy's rich choral strain shall swell.
There shall they meet, the parted here,—
The husband, brother, father, son:
From error free, released from fear,
His crown of heavenly light is won.
No more to share earth's pain and grief,
To struggle with its care and strife,
In Him his spirit finds relief,
"The Resurrection and the Life."
The husband, brother, father, son:
From error free, released from fear,
His crown of heavenly light is won.
No more to share earth's pain and grief,
To struggle with its care and strife,
In Him his spirit finds relief,
"The Resurrection and the Life."
