EN 392 The White Coffin
Job.9.12
Versi Version 1
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The hearse was driven to our door,
It brought a coffin, white as snow;
Such coffins we had seen before,
But never one, concerned us so.
They took the cover from the casque,
And placed a snow white form inside;
We looked once more—it was the last—
On him who once had been our pride.
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Our precious child! O is it true
That we shall see his face no more?
His life was like the morning dew—
’Tis gone; our hearts are bleeding sore!
A voice then whispered from above;
“I gave, I also took away.”
It was our Father’s voice of love!
Our consolation, hope and stay.
3
Our babe has only “gone before,”
He’s safe at home on Jesus’ breast,
Released from sorrow evermore,
And soon with him we’ll sweetly rest;
We by the empty cradle knelt,
Poured out our chastened souls in prayer.
A stronger tie to Heav’n we felt,
Because we knew our babe was there.

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