My Friends are fled from mortal eye,
God sent the just decree;
Let us submit to him on high,
Who made the Earth and Sea.
God sent the just decree;
Let us submit to him on high,
Who made the Earth and Sea.
I hear again that death has paid,
A second visit where,
Lately dwelt a virtuous maid,
And parent’s tender care.
A second visit where,
Lately dwelt a virtuous maid,
And parent’s tender care.
Dear Madam, let your troubled, breast,
This Earthly comfort find;
God alone can lull to rest
The widow’s downcast mind.
This Earthly comfort find;
God alone can lull to rest
The widow’s downcast mind.
Late did your worthy partner say,
From death no one can flee;
Ere many months are pass’d away,
Our Nancy rests by me.
From death no one can flee;
Ere many months are pass’d away,
Our Nancy rests by me.
Clos’d in that spot from public view,
I’ve pointed out the grave;
Let pious thoughts stern grief subdue,
Jesus repentants save.
I’ve pointed out the grave;
Let pious thoughts stern grief subdue,
Jesus repentants save.
Adieu! he cried to all around,
That stood beside his bed;
Sweet mercies to us will abound,
If we by grace are led.
That stood beside his bed;
Sweet mercies to us will abound,
If we by grace are led.
We know that our redeemer live,
Beside the God of all;
Who will our errors all forgive,
If we sincerely call.
Beside the God of all;
Who will our errors all forgive,
If we sincerely call.
Death came mantling on his brow,
With firmness still he prayed;
O God, on sinners mercy show,
Ere in the grave we’re laid.
With firmness still he prayed;
O God, on sinners mercy show,
Ere in the grave we’re laid.
His wife and children now deplore
Their loss with many a sigh,
And so does many labouring poor,
With many a weeping eye.
Their loss with many a sigh,
And so does many labouring poor,
With many a weeping eye.
Truly he did assistance lend,
To those that stood in need,
The orphan in him found a friend,
A constant one indeed.
"Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly.
For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
I was a reproach among all mine enemies, but especially among my neighbours, and a fear to mine acquaintance: they that did see me without fled from me.
I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.
For I have heard the slander of many: fear was on every side: while they took counsel together against me, they devised to take away my life.
But I trusted in thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my God.
My times are in thy hand: deliver me from the hand of mine enemies, and from them that persecute me.
Make thy face to shine upon thy servant: save me for thy mercies' sake." Psalm 31: 9-16 (KJV)
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