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.
Brother, though from yonder sky. [Burial], was written in 1842, for the funeral of Dudley Leavitt, a classmate at Andover, who died there suddenly Jan., 7, 1842. It was given in The Psalmist: a New Collection of Hymns for the Use of Baptist Churches, Boston, 1843, No. 1098, and has won considerable acceptance in America, but is unknown in England. [Rev. F. M. Bird, M. A.]
-- John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)