Poems (Smith)/Eternally Resting
ETERNALLY RESTING.
Eternally resting, sweetly sleeping, Entered the pearly gates so bright, Sorrow ended, no more weeping, In thy beautiful home of light.
Thy pure spirit is wafted upward,— Gone unto its God who gave; Resting sweetly, we following onward To our rest beyond the grave.
Beautiful thought!—thy life is ended; Never more tears can dim the eye. Thy gentle soul is forever blended With the angels above the sky.
Although our hearts will mourn forever For our mother called away, We will cherish the fond hope ever To meet again at the last day.