77. "In my Father's house are many mansions"

1 The dead are like the stars by day,
Withdrawn from mortal eye,
Yet holding unperceived their way
Through the unclouded sky.
By them, through holy hope and love,
We feel in hours serene.
Connected with a world above,
Immortal and unseen.
Connected with a world above,
Immortal and unseen.

2 For death his sacred seal hath set
On bright and bygone hours;
And they we mourn are with us yet,
Are more than ever ours;—
Ours, by the pledge of love and faith.
By hopes of heaven on high;
By trust, triumphant over death,
In immortality.
By trust triumphant over death,
In immortality.

Text Information
First Line: The dead are like the stars by day
Title: "In my Father's house are many mansions"
Publication Date: 1897
Tune Information
Name: [The dead are like the stars by day]
Key: F Major or modal



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