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[Dread sentence! “After my decease!”]
“After my Decease.” 2 Peter i. 15.
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Dread sentence! “After my decease!”It bears deep meaning to my heart!
Must soon this mortal journey cease,
And I, from earth, and all things part!
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Soon from my breast must warmth retreat;This active frame from toil repose;
This busy pulse forbear to beat,
And the deep sleep my eye-lids close!
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The place familiar, friend that cheer'd,Composing memory's choicest store;
The home, from earliest years endear'd,
Must each soon know my face no more!
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Still higher thought! o'erpowering! vast!Do I possess a world within!
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A new and endless state begin!
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My soul, redeemed, return to God,The source of good, of bliss, of day;
Or make its long and last abode
With the rebellious cast-away!
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Fountain of Mercy! God of Love!Through Him alone, the Prince of Peace,
Oh! may I dwell in heaven above
For ever, “after my decease!”
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