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With silence only as their benediction,
God�s angels come
When, in the shadow of a great affliction,
The soul sits dumb.
Yet would we say, what every heart approveth,�
Our Father�s will,
Calling to Him the dear ones whom he loveth,
Is mercy still.
Not upon us or ours the solemn angel
Hath evil wrought;
The funeral anthem is a glad evangel;
The good die not!
God calls our loved ones, but we lose not wholly
What He has given;
They live on earth in thought and deed, as truly
As in His heaven.
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11 4 11 4
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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MUSIC
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PALM
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11 4 11 4
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