“Gone to God” + 

Finished now the weary throbbing, + 

Of a bosom calmed to rest; + 

Laid aside the heavy sorrows, + 

That for years upon it prest. + 

All the thirst for pure affection, + 

All the hunger of the heart; + 

All the vain and tearful cryings, + 

All forever now depart. + 

Clasp the pale and faded fingers, + 

O’er the cold and lifeless form; + 

They shall never abrink and shiver, + 

Homeless in the dark and storm. + 

Press the death-weights calmly, gently, + 

O’er the eyelids in their sleep; + 

Tears shall never tremble from them, + 

They shall never wake to weep. + 

Close the silent lips together, + 

Lips once parted with a sigh; + 

Through their sealed, moveless portals, + 

Ne’er shall float a bitter cry. + 

Bring no bright and blooming flowers, + 

Let no mournful tears be shed, + 

Funeral flowers, tears of sorrow, + 

They are for the cherished dead. + 

She has been a lonely wanderer, + 

Drifting on the world’s highway; + 

Grasping with her woman’s nature, + 

Feeble reeds to be her stay. + 

God is witness to the anguish, + 

Of a heart that’s all alone; + 

Floating blindly on life’s current, + 

Only bound unto His throne. + 

But o’er such, Death’s solemn angel, + 

Broodeth with a sheltering wing; + 

Till the hopeless hand ’s grown weary, + 

Cease around earth’s toys to cling. + 

Then kind hands will clasp them gently, + 

On the still, unaching breast; + 

Softly treading by, they’ll whisper, + 

Of the lone one gone to rest. + 