FAREWELL
Fallen asleep in Jesus!
How precious is that word,
Enjoying now forevermore,
The presence of the Lord.
This is not death, tis only sleep,
The Lord your loved one now does keep.
‘Tis not good-bye beloved,
‘Tis only just, “Farewell.”
A little while – a moment,
We too, with Christ shall dwell.
And so we dry the falling tear,
Because we know the Lord is near.
Oh, may the God of comfort,
His richest grace impart,
Himself fill up the aching void,
Bind up your broken heart,
And give you power to look above,
and rest in His unchanging love.
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