878. Sister, thou wast mild and lovely

1 Sister, thou wast mild and lovely,
Gentle as the summer's breeze,
Pleasant as the air of evening,
When it floats among the trees.

2 Peaceful be thy silent slumber,
Peaceful in the grave so low:
Thou no more wilt join our number,
Thou no more our song shalt know.

3 Dearest sister, thou hast left us,
Here thy loss we deeply feel;
But 'tis God that hath bereft us,
He can all our sorrows heal.

4 Yet again we hope to meet thee,
When the day of life is fled;
Then in heaven with joy to greet thee,
Where no farewell tear is shed.

Text Information
First Line: Sister, thou wast mild and lovely
Author: S. F. Smith
Meter: 8s & 7s
Publication Date: 1873
Topic: Life and Death; On the Death of a Sister
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