Oh! life below, how brief, how poor, how sad! One heavy sigh! Oh! life above, how long, how fair, how glad! Oh! to have done for aye with dying here! Dark, dark indeed the grave would be, But fearless now we rest in faith: Sad, sad indeed 'twould be to part Love's only heritage was here. But calmly now we see them go We follow to a home on high, Where pure affections never die. There is a calm for those who weep; The soul, of origin divine, God's glorious image freed from clay, The sun is but a spark of fire, Shall never die! JAMES MONTGOMERY. Think of all those who erst have been Looking upon life's busy scene With glance as careless, light, as thou. All these, like thee, have lived and moved, Have seen what now thou look'st upon, Have fear'd, hoped, hated, mourn'd, or loved, And now from mortal sight are gone. Yet, though unseen of human eye, To them was given with vital birth. They were, and having been, they are! Earth but contains their mouldering dust; Their deathless spirits, near or far, With thine must rise to meet the just. Thou know'st not but they hover near, An awful thought it is to think, It is a thought as dread and high, BERNARD BARTON. C The Sleep of the Faithful Departed. MATT. xxvii. 52. "And the graves were opened; and many bodies of the saints which slept arose." JOHN xi, 11-14. "Our friend Lazarus sleepeth; but I go, that I may awake him out of sleep. Then said his disciples, Lord, if he sleep, he shall do well. Howbeit Jesus spake of his death but they thought that he had spoken of taking of rest in sleep. Then said Jesus unto them plainly, Lazarus is dead." ACTS vii. 60. "And he kneeled down, and cried with a loud voice, Lord, lay not this sin to their charge. And, when he had said this, he fell asleep." ACTS xiii, 36. "For David, after he had served his own generation by the will of God, fell on sleep, and was laid unto his fathers, and saw corruption." 1 COR. XV. 51, 52. Behold, I show you a mystery; we shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed, in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump, (for the trumpet shall sound;) and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed." |