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How blest is our brother. bereft
Of all that could burden his mind!
How easy the soul that hath left
This wearisome body behind!
Of evil incapable thou,
Whose relicts with envy I see;
No longer in misery now,
No longer a sinner like me.
This earth is affected no more
With sickness, or shaken with pain;
The war in the members is o'er;
And never shall vex him again.
This languishing head is at rest;
Its thinking and aching are o’er;
This quiet, immoveable breast
Is heaved by affliction no more.
This heart is no longer the seat
Of trouble and torturing pain;
It ceases to flutter and beat—
It never shall flutter again.
The lids that he seldom could close,
By sorrows forbidden to sleep,
Sealed up in the sweetest repose,
Have strangely forgotten to weep.
These fountains can yield no supplies,
These hollows from water are free;
The tears are all wiped from these eyes,
And evils they never shall see.
To mourn and to suffer is mine,
While bound in a prison I breathe;
And still for deliverance pine,
And press to the issues of death.
What now with my tears I bedew,
O might I this moment become,
My spirit created anew,
My flesh be consigned to the tomb.
---Alternative verses---
The lids he so seldom could close,
By sorrow forbidden to sleep,
Sealed up in eternal repose,
Have strangely forgotten to weep.
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CHURCH TRIUMPHANT
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| # 86 | A | | # 226 | Bb | | # 204 | Bb | | # 194 | Bb | | # 58 | Bb | | # 182 | Bb | | # 443 | Bb | | # 196 | Bb | | # 35 | Bb | | # 279 | C | | # 129 | C | | # 423 | No key |
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