Then every stain will be erased

From reputations now defaced;

And where was anguish, grief and tears,

Now smiles and bliss and joy appears.

To be forever with the Lord,

To share the infinite reward,

To sit with him upon his throne,

To see and know as we are known.

In everlasting songs divine,

In sweetest union all will join.

Who can describe the bliss there’ll be,

When blessed with immortality?

The Vanity of Earth.

Sickness prostrates; helpless sufferer,

Who can stem the sorrowing tide?

Oh! how vain, when death approacheth,

Earthly pleasures, wealth and pride.

Though your name may be illustrious,

Handed down through ages yet,

Worldly honor and distinction,

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