BURIAL HYMN by A. M. L.

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Dec 31, 1861

BURIAL HYMN.

By A. M. L.

WHEN we are called upon to lay The lifeless forms of friends away, To wait that morn when they shall rise Immortal, fitted for the skies—

Our wounded hearts, with sorrow riven, Obey the mandate that is given : Resign them to the strong embrace, The victor, death, holds o'er our race.

The tender grief, the flowing tears, Bedew the memory of years, When side by side with us they stood, Contending for the truth of God.

But hark! a voice salutes our ears— It cheers our hearts, it calms our fears : Blest are the dead! forever blest! Who from henceforth in Jesus rest.

Not long their sleep, for round the tomb A glorious light dispels the gloom ; Jesus who died, yet lives again, Will come his ransomed ones to claim.

We hail the dawning of that day, With longing hearts we wait and pray : Hasten the time, dear Saviour, come, And take thine exiled people home.

A. M. L.