CCXXVI | Church Hymn Book#CCXXVII | CCXXVIII |
1 As fades the lovely blooming flow'rs,
And with the winds do fly:
Just such are they who live but hours,
And only born to die.
2 It is beyond the greatest art,
to move that load of care;
It wounds the tender parent's heart,
Which nature has to bear.
3 O let the gospel then be night,
It is the strongest aid;
Such consolations never die,
That Christ shall raise the dead.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | As fades the lovely blooming flow'rs |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1816 |
Topic: | Death and Burials: For the Burial of an Infant |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |