Poems and ballads Second edition. By Janet Hamilton ... With introductory papers by the Rev. George Gilfillan and the Rev. Alexander Wallace |
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LINES Composed at the request of a very dear Friend, who was suffering from heavy grief and anxiety of mind.
O earth! abode of grief and sin,
Whose miseries with life begin,
And follow us till lodged within
The grave.
Whose miseries with life begin,
And follow us till lodged within
The grave.
Oppress'd with woe, consumed by care,
Thy pleasures I did never share;
Now all my earthly wishes are
A grave.
Thy pleasures I did never share;
Now all my earthly wishes are
A grave.
Oft have I view'd with longing eyes
Yon hallow'd spot where tombstones rise,
And bless'd the place which thus supplies
A grave.
Yon hallow'd spot where tombstones rise,
And bless'd the place which thus supplies
A grave.
Pleasant to me is death's dark gloom;
Ye peaceful tenants of the tomb,
I long with you to make my home
The grave.
Ye peaceful tenants of the tomb,
I long with you to make my home
The grave.
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I know corruption and the worm,
The cold decaying ghastly form,
Are thine—but then, no strife, no storm,
Calm grave!
The cold decaying ghastly form,
Are thine—but then, no strife, no storm,
Calm grave!
Oh! I am weary—I would rest
Within thy cold and silent breast,
Nor rise till called to join the blest,
O grave!
Within thy cold and silent breast,
Nor rise till called to join the blest,
O grave!
Farewell, vain world, not worth a tear;
Jesus alone my soul holds dear;
Possessed of Him I cannot fear
The grave.
Jesus alone my soul holds dear;
Possessed of Him I cannot fear
The grave.
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