Why gaze on that pale face,
Childless one, childless one?
Why seek this lonely place?
She hath gone, she hath gone.
Thy daughter is not here,
Widow'd one, widow'd one--
Nay, wipe away that tear,
She hath won, she hath won!
Her home is far away,
She 's at rest, she 's at rest,
In everlasting day,
With the blest, with the blest.
No pains, no sorrows there,
All are past, all are past;
That sigh summ'd up her care,
'Twas her last, 'twas her last.
'Tis not her there you see,
Sister dear, sister dear;
That earth holds nought for thee,
Draw not near, draw not near.
The place is cold and dark,
Haste away, haste away;
Corruption is at work--
Soulless clay! soulless clay!
The lamp hath ceased to burn,
Quench'd the flame, quench'd the flame;
Let dust to dust return,
Whence it came, whence it came.
To thy chamber, sister dear;
There to God, there to God,
Bend humble and sincere,
'Neath His rod, 'neath His rod.
Prayer heals the broken heart--
He is kind, He is kind;
Each bruised and bleeding part
He will bind, He will bind.
Weep not for her that 's gone--
Time will fly, time will fly--
Thou 'lt meet thy cherish'd one
'Yond the sky! 'yond the sky!