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From his low bed of mortal dust Escaped




From his low bed of mortal dust,
Escap'd the prison of his clay.
The new inhabitant of bliss,
To heav'n directs his wondrous way.


Ye fields, that witnessed once his tears,
Ye winds, that wafted oft his sighs,
Ye mountains, where he breath'd his pray'rs
When sorrow's shadows veil'd his eyes.


No more the weary pilgrim mourns.
No more affliction wrings his heart;
Th' unfetter'd soul to God returnsó
For ever he and anguish part!


Receive, O earth, his faded form.
In thy cold bosom let it lie;
Safe let it rest from ev'ry stormó
Soon must it rise no more to die!

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates:
      Bible Refs: Ec 12:7;
      MUSIC
      Name: RETREAT
      Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1842
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        ALTERNATIVE TUNES
        Name meter
        8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
        8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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