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Farewell Hymn 64
Lyrics: Wells Currier
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Tune: Jeremiah Ingalls
Meter: L.P.M. (8,8,8,8,8,8)
Give ear to me ye sons of men,
Why stand ye gazing round my bed?
We all must die the Lord knows when,
And lie among the silent dead;
Tho' now in health, you all may die,
And turn to dust as soon as I.
Farewell my neighbors, kind and free,
The happy hour is hast'ning on,
When you will say concerning me,
That Polly Gould is dead and gone.
The like will soon be said of you,
The way of virtue then pursue.
She was a blessing here below,
A lovely, kind and pleasant child;
Her soul, nor free from sin and woe,
Will serve its maker undefiled.
Her sleeping dust shall rest in peace
'Til sun and moon their courses cease.
Rejoice ye mourners here below,
That she is gone to worlds above;
Yet mourn your loss in parting so,
For she is worthy of your love.
Rejoice with grief and mourn with joy,
While solemn thoughts your minds employ.
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