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Category: Poems on Heaven
Rest In Heaven When tossed on time's tempestuous tide,
By angry storms resistless driven,
One hope can bid our fears subside--
It is the hope of rest in Heaven.
With trusting heart we lift our eyes
Above the dark clouds, tempest-driven,
And view, beyond those troubled skies,
The peaceful, stormless rest of Heaven.
No more to shed the exile's tears,--
No more the heart by anguish riven,--
No longer bent 'neath toilful years,--
How sweet will be the rest of Heaven - Mrs. J. C. Yule |
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