Elegy

Dedicated to a Man of God

Fear not, O Death, what thou must do,
In separating these, my kin,
From mortal bonds and painful cares,
To be all safely gather'd in.

Know ye not that some must stay?
A debt to Heav'n yet to pay.
And others go their merry way,
To meet that God which gave them name.

And when the last man's lower'd in,
And everything as clearest spring,
Then thou, O Death, shall finally see,
The joys and love which thou didst bring.





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