The Little Sower for Sabbath Schools ‎#124

124. Death of a sabbath school scholar

1 From our number one has gone
Out into the world unknown.
Saviour, be thou, ever near,
To the one to us so dear.
Guard her tenderly.

2 With the swiftly falling tear,
Gather slowly round the bier,
Lay white roses on the brow
Cold in death, like marble now,
Eyes closed mournfully.

3 Folded are the childish hands;
Life no more of them demands.
Love's last words have all been said,
Lay her down among the dead,
Sleeping peacefully.

4 To the pleasant far off shore,
Of the sweet Forevermore,
Christ has called our loved one home,
And he bids us likewise come,
Meet her joyfully.

Text Information

• First Line: From our number one has gone
• Title: Death of a sabbath school scholar
• Author: Fanny Church
• Publication Date: 1870
• Notes: Public Domain.

Tune Information

• Name: [From our number one has gone]
• Composer: J. H. Rosecrans
• Key: B♭ Major
• Notes: Public Domain.