Kind Words ‎#17

17. Farewell, brother! deep and lowly

1 Farewell, brother! deep and lowly,
Rest thee on thy bed of clay;
Kindred spirits, angels holy,
Bore thy heavenward soul away.

2 Sad we gave thee to the number,
Laid in yonder icy halls;
And shove thy peaceful slumber,
Many a shower of sorrow falls.

3 Hear our prayer, O God of glory,
Lowly breathed in sorrow's song;
Bleeding hearts He bare before thee,
Come, in holy trust made strong!

4 Hark! a voice moves nearer, stronger,
From the shadowy land we dread;
Mortals! mortals! seek no longer,
Those that live among the dead."

5 Farewell, brother! soon we'll meet thee,
Where no cloud of sorrow rolls;
For glad tidings float, how sweetly,
From the glorious land of souls.

6 Death's cold gloom now parts asunder,
Lo! the folding shades are gone;
Mourner, upward! yonder, yonder!
God's broad day comes pouring on.

Text Information

• First Line: Farewell, brother! deep and lowly
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1871
• Notes: Now Public Domain. Farewell, Brother, 8s & 7s. Sing to the tune on page 50.

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