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Specimens of American poetry

with critical and biographical notices

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14

ON THE DEATH OF HIS SON.

The motto, inscribed on the grave stone, “Reserved for a glorious Resurrection.”

The exhortation of the Lord,
With consolation speaks to us;
As to his children his good word,
We must remember speaking thus:
My child, when God shall chasten thee,
His chastening do thou not contemn:
When thou his just rebukes dost see,
Faint not rebuked under them.
The Lord with fit afflictions will
Correct the children of his love;
He doth himself their father still,
By his most wise corrections prove.
Afflictions for the present here
The vexed flesh will grievous call;
But afterwards there will appear,
Not grief, but peace, the end of all.