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1 How still and peaceful is the grave! Where, life’s vain tumults past, Th’ appointed house, by heav’n’s decree, Receives us all at last. 2 The wicked there from troubling cease; There passions rage no more; And there the weary pilgrim rests From all the toils he bore. 3 There rest the pris’ners, now releas'd From slavery’s sad abode; No more they hear th’ oppressor’s voice, Or dread the tyrant’s rod. 4 There, servants, masters, small and great, Partake the same repose; And there, in peace, the ashes mix Of those who once were foes. All, levell'd by the hand of death, lie sleeping in the tomb; Till God, in judgment, call them forth, to meet their righteous doom. | The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook #R4b (2004) Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #R4 (1800) The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook #R4a (2004) A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy: for the use of Evangelical Lutheran Churches; to which are added prayers for families and individuals #485 (1814) |