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Brother, thou art gone before us,
And thy saintly soul is flown
Where tears are wiped from every eye,
And sorrow is unknown:
From the burden of the flesh,
And from care and fear released,
Where the wicked cease from troubling,
And the weary are at rest.
Sin can never taint thee now,
Nor doubt thy faith assail,
Nor thy meek trust in Jesus Christ
And the Holy Spirit fail:
And there thou’rt sure to meet the good,
Whom on earth thou lovedst best,
Where the wicked cease from troubling,
And the weary are at rest.
“Earth to earth,” and “dust to dust,”
The solemn priest hath said;
So we lay the turf above thee now,
And we seal thy narrow bed:
But thy spirit, brother! soars away
Among the faithful blest,
Where the wicked cease from troubling,
And the weary are at rest.
---Alternative verses---
Brother, thou art gone before us,
And thy saintly soul is flown
Where tears are wiped from every eye,
And sorrows are unknown:
From the burden of the flesh,
And from care and fear released,
Where the wicked cease from troubling,
And the weary are at rest.
Sin no more can taint thee spirit,
Nor can doubt thy faith assail,
Thy soul its welcome has received,
Thy strength shall never fail;
And there thou’rt sure to meet the good,
Whom on earth thou lovedst best,
Where the wicked cease from troubling,
And the weary are at rest.
To the grave thy body bearing
Low we place it ‘mid the dead;
And lay the turf above it now,
And seal its narrow bed:
But thy spirit soars away
Free, among faithful blest,
Where the wicked cease from troubling,
And the weary are at rest.
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