1 Despair not, O heart, in thy sorrow,
But hope from God's promises borrow;
Beware, in thy sorrow, of sinning,
For death is of life the beginning.
2 The body is shrouded in mourning;
The garlands, the casket adorning,
Are emblems of hope that betoken,
O death, that thy power is broken.
3 A dearly beloved one hath left us;
God hath in His wisdom bereft us;
But He will not leave us forsaken,--
We know that the dead shall awaken.
4 When dawneth the glorious morrow,
This body, that we view with sorrow,
A glorified form shall be given,
Restored to its spirit in heaven.
5 The seed that in springtime is planted,
Is hid in the ground; but, if granted
A measure of sunshine and showers,
Will spring into fruitage and flowers.
6 A gift to the churchyard we tender,
As dust to the dust we surrender;
Returning the clay to its Maker,
We lay it to rest in God's acre.
7 A soul in that body abided,
A soul that in Jesus confided,
A soul that hath longed for salvation,
And now hath found hope's consumation.
8 O earth, we consign to thy keeping
This body with sorrow and weeping;
In peace to await resurrection,
When it shall arise in perfection.
9 O Christ, our souls' Maker and Lover;
When time and earth's travail are over,
Thou closest the grave's mournful story
And callest Thine own to Thy glory.
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