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THE DEATH OF AN INFANT. |
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XV. THE DEATH OF AN INFANT.
I heard the angels singing
As they went up through the sky,
A sweet infant's spirit bringing
To its Father's house on high:
As they went up through the sky,
A sweet infant's spirit bringing
To its Father's house on high:
“Happy thou, so soon ascended,
With thy shining raiment on!
Happy thou, whose race is ended
With a crown so quickly won!
With thy shining raiment on!
Happy thou, whose race is ended
With a crown so quickly won!
“Hushed is now thy lamentation,
And the first words to thee given
Will be words of adoration
In the blessèd speech of Heaven;
For the blood thou mightst have slighted
Hath now made thee pure within,
And the evil seed is blighted
That had ripened unto sin.
And the first words to thee given
Will be words of adoration
In the blessèd speech of Heaven;
For the blood thou mightst have slighted
Hath now made thee pure within,
And the evil seed is blighted
That had ripened unto sin.
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“We will lead thee by a river,
Where the flowers are blooming fair;
We will sing to thee for ever,
For no night may darken there.
Thou shalt walk in robes of glory;
Thou shalt wear a golden crown;
Thou shalt sing Redemption's story,
With the saints around the throne.
Where the flowers are blooming fair;
We will sing to thee for ever,
For no night may darken there.
Thou shalt walk in robes of glory;
Thou shalt wear a golden crown;
Thou shalt sing Redemption's story,
With the saints around the throne.
“Thou shalt see that better country,
Where a tear-drop never fell,—
Where a foe made never entry,
And a friend ne'er said farewell;
Where, upon the radiant faces
That will shine on thee alway,
Thou shalt never see the traces
Of estrangement or decay.
Where a tear-drop never fell,—
Where a foe made never entry,
And a friend ne'er said farewell;
Where, upon the radiant faces
That will shine on thee alway,
Thou shalt never see the traces
Of estrangement or decay.
“Thee we bear, a lily-blossom,
To a sunnier clime above;
There to lay thee in a bosom
Warm with more than mother's love.
Happy thou, so timely gathered
From a region cold and bare,
To bloom on, a flower unwithered,
Through an endless summer there!”
To a sunnier clime above;
There to lay thee in a bosom
Warm with more than mother's love.
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From a region cold and bare,
To bloom on, a flower unwithered,
Through an endless summer there!”
Through the night that dragged so slowly,
Watched a mother by a bed;
Weeping wildly, kneeling lowly,
She would not be comforted.
To her lost one she was clinging,
Raining tears upon a shroud;
And those angel-voices singing
Could not reach her through the cloud.
Watched a mother by a bed;
Weeping wildly, kneeling lowly,
She would not be comforted.
To her lost one she was clinging,
Raining tears upon a shroud;
And those angel-voices singing
Could not reach her through the cloud.
“Days without night, joys without sorrow, sanctity without sin, charity without stain, possession without fear, society without envying, communication of joys without lessening; and they shall dwell in a blessed country, where an enemy never entered, and from whence a friend never went away.”—Jeremy Taylor.
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