Conclusion

Conclusion
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I thought to pass away before, and yet allve I am;
And in the fields all round I hear the bleating of
the lamb
How sadly I remember, rose the morning of the
year!
To die before the snowdrop came, and now the
violet’s here

It seemed so hard at first, mother, to leave the
blessed sun;
And now It seems as hard to stay, and yet his
will be done!
But still I think it can’t be long before I find re-
lease:
And that good man, the clergyman, has told me
words of peace

Oh, blessings on his kindly voice, and on his all-
ver hairt
And blessings on his whole life long, until he meet
me there!
O blessings on his kindly heart and on his silver
head!
A thousand times I bless’d him as he knelt beside
my bed

He show’d me all the mercy, for he taught me all
the sin;
Now, though my lamp was lighted late, there’s
One will let me in:
Nor would I now be well, mother, again, if that
could be,
For my desire is but to pass to him that died
for me

Oh, look! the sun begins to rise, the heavens are
In u glow:
He shines upon a hundred fields, and all of them
I know
And there I move no longer now, and there his light may shine- Wild flowers in the valley for other hands than
mine

Oh, sweet and strange it seems to me, that ere
this day is done
The voice that now is speaking may be beyond
the sun-
Forever and forever with those just souls and
true-
And what is life that we should moan? Why make
we such ado?

Forever and forever, all in a blessed home-
And there to wait a little while till you and Ettle
come;
To lie within the light of God, as I lie upon your
breast-
And the wicked cease from troubling and the
Weary are at rest