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E. A. Dayman, 1868

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3 Thou, Lord, baptized in Thine own
And buried in the grave,
Didst raise Thyself to endless life,
Omnipotent to save.

4 Baptized into Thy death we died, And buried were with Thee,

That we might live with Thee to God, And ever blest might be.

5 Lord, thro' the grave and gate of death May we, with Thee, arise To an eternal Easter-day

Of glory in the skies!

The Burial of the Dead (For a Cbild)

439 ST. MILLICENT

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Arthur Sullivan (1842-1900)

1. LET no tears to day be shed; Holy is this narrow bed.

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1. GEN-TLE Shep-herd, Thou hast stilled Now Thy little Lamb's brief weep-ing;

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4 A few more struggles here,

A few more partings o'er,

A few more toils, a few more tears,
And we shall weep no more:

Then, O my Lord, prepare

My soul for that bright day;

Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood,
And take my sins away.

5 'Tis but a little while

And He shall come again,

Who died that we might live, who lives
That we with Him may reign:

Then, O my Lord, prepare

My soul for that glad day;

Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood,
And take my sins away.

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