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113.

If all must suffer death, the general doom,
Say, art thou ready, Reader, for the tomb?

114.

When the stars of heaven, that shine so bright,
Shall fall to the earth and all be night,

This grave shall send forth a star to the sky,
That shall brightly shine through eternity.

Art thou

115.

young, and this world dost thou love?
O why shouldst thou thoughtlessly roam?
Thy Father is calling thy young heart above,
And the beautiful heavens are thy home:
To thy home, truant boy-to thy home!

Hast thou number'd the years of a man?
O think then in time of thine end!
Though thy griefs may be many-though life be

a span,

Yet God is thy father and friend:

To thy friend, man of grief—to thy friend!

Art thou aged in years and in woes?

And weary, and worn, and oppress'd? There's a peace for the pilgrim-a place of repose, And heaven is appointed for rest:

To thy rest, man of years—to thy rest!

116.

It may be deem'd a meritorious thing
That I should give my life to serve my king:
But O, amazing grace beyond degree!
The King of kings laid down his life for me.

117.

A soldier lies beneath the sod,
Who many a field of battle trod:
When Glory call'd, his breast he bar'd,
And toil, and want, and danger shar'd.
Like him through all thy duties go;
Waste not thy strength in useless woe;
Heave thou no sigh, and shed no tear:
A British soldier slumbers here.

118.

Take, hallow'd earth, the fairest maid
That ever on thy lap was laid,
And let thy sweetest flowerets grace
And breathe around her resting-place.

When springing from the lonely tomb,
Her cheek will wear a fresher bloom;
And still more lovely will she be
Than when we gave her up to thee.

119.

He possessed an abiding confidence in the wisdom, love, and power of his Saviour; and, under many painful vicissitudes, experienced the truth of that promise-"Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee."

120.

Would mortals lowly bend the knee,
In seasons of despair,

And make their trouble known to God,-
And God is everywhere,-

Then need they never pass their lives
In sorrow and in gloom;

Nor raise a murmuring thought on high,
Nor tremble at the tomb:

For every whisper reaches heaven
When contrite sinners cry;

And God is swift, in time of need,

His mercy to supply.

121.

One of the best of friends is dead,
And they have laid him here;
Tread lightly on his hallow'd bed,
For death has made it dear.

122.

When from this earthly scene our friends are flown,

Their wonted haunts-the chamber where they died

Their place of sepulture and churchyard stoneO! these are records that are sanctified,

If aught of sanctity amid the tide Of strong affection may be said to roll.

These in the heart tenaciously abide,

And, while they cling around with sweet control,

Give solace to the mind, and warn the careless

soul.

123.

Sinner! if the uncertainty of life alarm thee not, tremble at the irrevocable certainty of death.

124.

As the bright cloud of heaven, in the noon of the

day,

He threw gladness around him, then glided away: Though he moulders in dust, we are free from all fear,

For where God reigns in glory he yet will ap

pear.

125.

Here he lies in desolation;

Saviour, thou his strength wilt be: All his trust was thy salvation;

All his hope was fix'd on thee.

Every path through which he wander'd—
Every prize he proudly won-
Every thought his bosom ponder'd—

Every deed in frailty done—

Every vain, impatient token

Every base, unworthy partEvery word in error spokenEvery folly of his heart

All require thy expiation:

Thou his frailties wilt forgive; Thou wilt grant him thy salvation; Thou hast died, and he shall live.

126.

Tread lightly, if the grace be given
To reverence earthly thing;
A Christian is an heir of heaven:
Thou treadest on a king.

127.

He calmly met his latter end:

The Friend of Sinners was his friend.
Nor need he e'en the judgment fear,
For Christ his Saviour will be there.

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