First Line: Thou art gone to the grave, but we ,

Thou art gone to the grave, but we
will not deplore thee,
Though sorrows and darkness en-
compass the tomb ;
The Saviour has passed through its
portal before thee,
And the lamp of His love is thy
guide through the gloom.

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

3 Thou art gone to the grave ; and, its
mansion forsaking,
Perhaps thy weak spirit in fear lingered long ;
But the sunshine of Paradise beamed on thy waking,
And the sound which thou heard'st was the seraphim's song.

4 Thou art gone to the grave, but 'twere
wrong to deplore thee,
For God was thy ransom, thy
guardian, and guide ;
He gave thee, He took thee, and He
will restore thee ;
And death has no sting, since the
Saviour has died.