Poems for Children Sigourney/Funeral Hymn for a Sunday School Scholar

by Lydia Sigourney

Funeral Hymn for a Sunday School Scholar.

As crushed by sudden storms the rose
    Sinks on the garden's breast,
Down to the grave our brother goes
    In earth's cold arms to rest.

No more with us, his tuneful voice
    The hymn of praise shall swell,
No more his cheerful heart rejoice
    To hear the Sabbath-bell.

Yet if in yon unclouded sphere,
    Amid a blessed throng,
He warbles to his Saviour's ear
    The everlasting song,—

No more we'll mourn our buried friend,
    But lift the ardent prayer,
And every wish and effort bend
    To rise and join him there.

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