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1 Why do we mourn departing friends?
Or shake at death's alarms?
'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends,
To call them to his arms.
2 Are we not tending upward too
As fast as time can move?
Nor should we wish the hours more slow
To keep us from our love.
3 Why should we tremble to convey
Their bodies to the tomb?
There the dear flesh of Jesus lay,
And left a long perfume.
4 The graves of all his saints he bless'd,
And soften'd every bed;
Where should the dying members rest,
But with their dying Head?
5 Thence he arose, ascending high,
And show'd our feet the way;
Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly
At the great rising-day.
6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound,
And bid our kindred rise,
Awake, ye nations under ground,
Ye saints, ascend the skies.
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First Line: | Why do we mourn departing friends? |
Meter: | C. M. |
Publication Date: | 1828 |
Topic: | Death: Death of the pious; The Death and Burial of a Saint |