The Angel of Death
Fulfill your calling

With courage peerless!

If even falling,

Look upward fearless!

Then there shall clasp thee an angel's hand

And gently lead to thy promised land.

[Pg 36]

Stand firm, with conscience of pure intention,

Through times of trial, of toil and pain!

Then may your happiness meet prevention,

But mind and virtue can peace retain;

Then, in the sod

Though your corpse be buried,

These words of God

On the soul are veried:

"Thou true hast labored till payments' day,

Now, faithful servant, receive thy pay!"

[Pg 37]

To all do justice, and help the needy,

And comfort sorrow, where e'er you can!


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