Funeral Thought

Lyrics

Thou art gone to the grave — but we will not deplore thee,
Tho’ sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb;
The Savior has pass’d thru its portals before thee,
And the lamp of his love is thy guide thru the gloom.

Thou art gone to the grave — we no longer behold thee,
Nor tread the rough paths of the world by thy side;
But wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold thee,
And the sinners may hope, since the Savior hath died.

Thou art gone to the grave — and thy cradle forsaken,
With us thy fond spirit did not tarry long;
But sunshine of heav’n beam’d bright on thy waking,
And the sound thou didst hear was the seraphim’s song.