Unknown Grand is thy march eternal years
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Gilder Lehrman Collection #: GLC02744.351 Author/Creator: Unknown Place Written: s.l. Type: Poem Date: 1861-1877 Pagination: 3 p. ; 20.5 x 25.5 cm. Order a Copy
Grand all the planets in their spheres/But man is mortal! full of fears/He lives to die...
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Grand is thy march, eternal years
Grand roll the planets in their spheres
But man is mortal! full of fears
He lives to die.
The stars still in their luster glow
The changing seasons come and go
The rivers keep their constant flow
But I must die!
Some live their happy fourscore years
Seem not to have fore boding fears
Of death; but I'm cut short in years
And soon to die.
Some for the right have never stood
Still live for self and always would
But I have lived for others good
Why must I die?
Some run a vast long course of crime
ban trace the world in every chime
But I must die before my time
Before my time!
Some see a happy ripe old age
Their children firmly on life's stage
But mine I leave life's wars to wage
Alone, and die.
Tis sweet to live! O life is dear!
How much I have to hold me here!
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But oh! my end comes quick and near
Yes! soon to die.
I feel the angel death is near
The marks of his sad work appear
He talks with me of shroud and bier
And says-to die.
Author of every humble flower
Thou great and all restoring power
Could'st make me whole in one short hour
Why should I die.
For me to die is glorious gain
And glorious, too, the toil and pain
Which saves my race for Christ; me slain
That all might live.
Throgh [sic] grace I have not lived in vain
I've won bright souls to fill his train
Through whom I have the richest gain
The life in heaven.
Thee will & trust, my gracious God
Bow down and kiss the heavy rod
Which lays me down beneath the sod
When held by Thee.
Though this thy way mysterious be
My reason can so [dimly] see
Yet, I believe it best for me
Thy will be done.
I trust thy promises to me
my faithful wife commend to thee
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A father to my children be
Bring them to me.
All man holds dear on earth I love
Both worlds have [with] my spirit strove
I find the stronger this above
'Tis time I go.
Voices of love salute my ears
Gods presence now my spirit cheers
My soul grows strangely warm - and hears
The songs of heaven
Though death is mine, so mine is life
In glory ends this mortal strife
For death is swallowed up of life
In Christ my God.
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Mrs. Burpee
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