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CXLVI. On the Loss of the dearest Relative

1 From my fond arms my love is fled,
And leaves me here to mourn;
Snatch'd to the mansions of the dead,
From whence there's no return.

2 My solitary bed forlorn,
At night my tears bedew;
And with the sun I wake at morn,
My sorrows to renew.

3 Where'er I turn my weary eyes,
Sad desolations reign;
In her all earthly comfort dies,
Nor hopes to rise again.

4 Behold me, Lord! thy grace impart!
Excessive grief subdue!
Compassion fills thy tender heart,
Which mortals never knew.

5 In death when the lov'd Lazarus slept
How pierc'd with human woe!
Over his tomb my Jesus wept,
With his, my tears may flow.

6 I would not murmur, though I mourn;
He gave, and takes away:
My comforts fled shall yet return
At the eternal day.

Text Information

• First Line: From my fond arms my love is fled
• Title: On the Loss of the dearest Relative
• Author: Hawes
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793
• Topic: Affliction
• Notes: Public Domain.

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