Hush! blessed are the dead

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    CGS No.: 
    544

    Verse 1
    Hush! blessed are the dead
    In Jesus' arms who rest,
    And lean their weary head
    For ever on His breast.

    Verse 2
    Oh beatific sight!
    No darkling veil between,
    They see the Light of Light,
    Whom here they loved unseen.

    Verse 3
    For them the wild is past
    With all its toil and care;
    Its withering midnight blast
    Its fiery noonday glare.

    Verse 4
    Ours only are the tears,
    Who weep around their tomb
    The light of bygone years
    And shadowing year to come.

    Verse 5
    Their voice, their touch, their smile,
    Those love-springs flowing o'er ---
    Earth for its little while
    Shall never know them more.

    Verse 6
    O tender hearts and true,
    Our long last vigil kept,
    We weep and mourn for you;
    Nor blame us: Jesus wept.

    Verse 7
    But soon at break of day
    His calm Almighty voice,
    Stronger than death, shall say,
    Awake, --- arise --- rejoice.