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Text: | The Christian’s Burial |
Author: | J. H. Bancroft |
Brother, though from yonder sky
Cometh neither voice nor cry,
Yet we know for thee to-day
Every pain hath passed away.
Not for thee shall tears be given,
Child of God, and heir of heaven;
For he gave thee sweet release;
Thine the Christian’s death of peace.
Well we know thy living faith
Had the power to conquer death;
As a living rose may bloom
By the border of the tomb.
Brother, in that solemn trust,
We commend thy dust to dust;
In that faith we wait, till, risen,
Thou shalt meet us all in heaven.
While we weep as Jesus wept,
Thou shalt sleep as Jesus slept;
Then with Jesus thou shalt rest,
Crowned, and glorified, and blest.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Brother, though from yonder sky |
Title: | The Christian’s Burial |
Author: | J. H. Bancroft |
Meter: | 7s. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1866 |