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Passing Away.
At last thro' toil and suffering,
In misery, endless pains,
When patience seemed exhausted,
Flits she to higher plains.
In misery, endless pains,
When patience seemed exhausted,
Flits she to higher plains.
Buoyant from neath its burdens,
Thro' realms celestial flies
The soul released from sorrow,
While the body silent lies.
Thro' realms celestial flies
The soul released from sorrow,
While the body silent lies.
And three sisters, gone before her,
Await their sister Kate:
Ah! list their glad rejoicing,
She enters heaven's gate.
Await their sister Kate:
Ah! list their glad rejoicing,
She enters heaven's gate.
And light winged, sweeps she onward
While Angels join her wake,
And harp notes of glory sounding
Make heaven's portal shake.
While Angels join her wake,
And harp notes of glory sounding
Make heaven's portal shake.
Tis but a race thro' heavenly lands
To catch the fleeting soul:
Alas! less fleet the angels prove,
And she has reached the goal.
To catch the fleeting soul:
Alas! less fleet the angels prove,
And she has reached the goal.
And 'neath her God's majestic throne
Tells the woful story,
And He with gentle loving hands,
Presents a crown of glory.
Tells the woful story,
And He with gentle loving hands,
Presents a crown of glory.
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