158 FUNERAL THOUGHT

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Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not deplore thee,
Tho' sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb;
The Savior has passed thro' its portals before thee,
And the lamp of His love is thy guide thro' the gloom,
And the lamp of His love is thy guide thro' the gloom.

Thou art gone to the grave, we no longer behold thee,
Nor tread the rough paths of the world by thy side;
But wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold thee,
And all sinners may hope, since the Savior hath died,
And all sinners may hope, since the Savior hath died.

Thou art gone to the grave, and thy cradle's forsaken,
With us thy fond spirit did not tarry long,
But sunshine of heaven beamed bright on thy waking,
And the sound thou didst hear was the seraphim's song,
And the sound thou didst hear was the seraphim's song.

Thou art gone to the grave, but t'were wrong to deplore thee,
When God was thy ransom, and guardian and guide;
He gave thee, and took thee, and soon will restore thee,
Where death hath no sting, since the Savior hath died,
Where death hath no sting, since the Savior hath died.