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The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Michigan · Feb 21, 1865

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 25, No. 13.

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Rest in Heaven.

By J. A. Gregory

SHOULD sorrow o’er thy brow Its darkened shadows fling, And hopes that cheer thee now, Die in their early spring ; Should pleasure at its birth Fade like the hues of even, Turn thou away from earth, There’s rest for thee in Heaven.
If ever life should seem To thee a toilsome way, And gladness cease to beam Upon its clouded day ; If like a wearied dove O’er shoreless ocean driven, Raise thou thine eyes above, There’s rest for thee in Heaven.
But oh! if transient flowers, Around thy pathway bloom, And gaily pass the hours Unstained by earthly gloom, Still let not every thought To this poor world be given ; Not always be forgot, Thy better rest in Heaven.
When sickness pales thy cheek, And dims thy lustrous eye, And pulses low and weak, Tell of a time to die ; Sweet hope shall cheer thee then, Though thou from earth be riven, There’s bliss beyond thy ken, There’s rest for thee in Heaven.
Should dark appear the grave, Its silence and its gloom, Christ’s precious blood will save, And bring thee from the tomb. Soon that great day will come The promise Christ has given, To take us to our home, Our better rest in Heaven. J. A. GREGORY.