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[“He fell asleep. He sank to rest]
“He fell asleep. He sank to rest
Serenely on his Saviour's breast;
His Master's work, like David's, done;
His crown, like David's, nobly won!
Serenely on his Saviour's breast;
His Master's work, like David's, done;
His crown, like David's, nobly won!
He fell asleep. To death resign'd,
No anxious wish he left behind,
But that his friends some happy day
Might pass, like him, in peace away.
No anxious wish he left behind,
But that his friends some happy day
Might pass, like him, in peace away.
He fell asleep. He finds repose
In that green, silent spot he chose,
And many a pensive pilgrim there,
In fond remembrance, breathes a prayer.”
In that green, silent spot he chose,
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In fond remembrance, breathes a prayer.”
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