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MY SOUL'S JEWEL.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

MY SOUL'S JEWEL.

In death's cold casket lies alone
The purest gem that ever shone—
The body of my precious child—
My beautiful—my undefiled!
Whose presence now doth beautify
The very grave where she doth lie!
The power to me will soon be given
To see my precious child in Heaven—
That snowy-winged, high-flying bird,
Who dwells now with her Gracious Lord,
Singing the sweetest song to Him
Ear ever heard, with Seraphim,
In everlasting, burning love,
Around the starry throne above.
Oaky Grove, Ga., Sept. 10th, 1844.