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To ------, on the death of her father.
Though nature's voice you must obey,
Think, while your swelling griefs o'erflow,
That hand, which takes your joys away,
That sovereign hand can heal your woe.
Think, while your swelling griefs o'erflow,
That hand, which takes your joys away,
That sovereign hand can heal your woe.
And while your mournful thoughts deplore
The father gone, remov'd the friend!
With heart resign'd, his grace adore,
On whom your nobler hopes depend.
The father gone, remov'd the friend!
With heart resign'd, his grace adore,
On whom your nobler hopes depend.
Does he not bid his children rise
Through death's dark shades, to realms of light?
Yet, when he calls them to the skies,
Shall fond survivors mourn their flight?
Through death's dark shades, to realms of light?
Yet, when he calls them to the skies,
Shall fond survivors mourn their flight?
His word (here let your soul rely)
Immortal consolation gives:
Your heavenly Father cannot die,
Jesus the friend, for ever lives.
Immortal consolation gives:
Your heavenly Father cannot die,
Jesus the friend, for ever lives.
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O be that dearest friend your trust,
On his almighty arm recline;
He, when your comforts sink in dust,
Can give you blessings more divine.
On his almighty arm recline;
He, when your comforts sink in dust,
Can give you blessings more divine.
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