_Who departed this Life_, _on the_ 24t_h_ _of February_ 1827,
_after a long and severe illness_.
GREAT God, we bow to thy decree,
And own thy sentence right;
Thy sov’reign voice has call’d away
Our brother from our sight.
Dear Jesus, we believe thou art
The sinner’s only friend;
Nor death, nor hell shall ever part,
For we on thee depend.
No more our brother’s rack’d with pain,
Or hears the tempter roar:
O! may thy spirit us defend,
From sin and Satan’s pow’r.
O, Lord! our eyes are up to thee
In this distressing hour,
Thine handmaid bless, and grant that we
May thy rich grace adore.
Eternal love will still provide,
Though mortals die around;
The Lord, at times, may seem to chide,
But faithful he is found.
We will rejoice our brother’s gone
To Jesu’s welcome breast;
At his right hand he shall be found,
Eternally to rest.
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