Poems (Taggart)/Hope of Happiness after Death
HOPE OF HAPPINESS AFTER DEATH.
In spite of this despairing gloom,
Some brighter pleasures yet may bloom,
And last without alloy;
After this life has passed away,
After this wasted frame's decay,
The soul may live in joy.
Some brighter pleasures yet may bloom,
And last without alloy;
After this life has passed away,
After this wasted frame's decay,
The soul may live in joy.
Religion can the heart divest
Of its repining, murmuring guest,
And cheer with love divine;
Can fill the soul with transport pure,
That everlasting shall endure,
In ecstasies sublime.
Of its repining, murmuring guest,
And cheer with love divine;
Can fill the soul with transport pure,
That everlasting shall endure,
In ecstasies sublime.
And when this world shall be dissolved,
When time's last circles have revolved
And quenched their earthly ray;
Then shall the immortal soul resume
Its wakened body from the tomb,
To live an endless, blissful day.
When time's last circles have revolved
And quenched their earthly ray;
Then shall the immortal soul resume
Its wakened body from the tomb,
To live an endless, blissful day.