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1311.
[Need the true believer dread]
She is not dead, but sleepeth.
—viii. 52.
Need the true believer dread
A temporary sleep?
Earth receives the body dead,
But cannot always keep;
Waken'd by the trumpet's sound
Body and soul shall soon arise,
Find their wings and spurn the ground,
And meet Him in the skies.
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