“Sorrow not as those which have no hope.”―1 Thessalonians 4:13.
Shall mine be sorrow not to be appeased?
Will the heart’s fountains never cease to flow?
Will Hope’s bright star be lost in grief’s eclipse?
And love stand weeping at the tomb alway?
Is there no angel with uplifted hands,
On resurrection shores to stand and bless?
To shed a benison from brighter worlds,
And lead us to the open gates of heaven?
Yes, sorrow’s hour shall pass, and Hope again,
Illume our souls, and God shall fill the world.
“Thy loved one now is ever with her Lord,
Her soul is radiant on His fields of light;
And you shall meet her when earth’s days are done,
To praise together when His rest has come.”
Heyman Wreford.