The Southern harmony, and musical companion containing a choice collection of tunes, hymns, psalms, odes, and anthems |
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[Away from his home and the friends of his youth] |
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[Away from his home and the friends of his youth]
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Away from his home and the friends of his youth,He hasted, the herald of mercy and truth,
For the love of his Lord, and to seek for the lost;
Soon, alas! was his fall—but he died at his post.
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The stranger's eye wept, that in life's brightest bloomOne gifted so highly should sink to the tomb;
For in order he led in the van of the host,
And he fell like a soldier—he died at his post.
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He wept not himself that his warfare was done;The battle was fought, and the victory won:
But he whisper'd of those whom his heart clung to most,
“Tell my brethren, for me, that I died at my post”
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He ask'd not a stone to be sculptured with verse;He ask'd not that fame should his merits rehearse;
But he ask'd, as a boon, when he gave up the ghost,
That his brethren might know that he died at his post.
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Victorious his fall—for he rose as he fellWith Jesus, his Master, in glory to dwell;
He has pass'd o'er the stream, and has reach'd the bright coast,
For he fell like a martyr—he died at his post
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And can we the words of his exit forget?Oh, no! they are fresh in our memory yet:
An example so brilliant shall never be lost,
We will fall in the work—we will die at our post.
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