C. M. *J. H. Perkins. Spiritual Presence. |
1 It is a faith sublime and sure, That ever round our head Are hovering, on noiseless wing, The spirits of the dead. 2 It is a faith sublime and sure, When ended our career, That it will be our ministry To watch o'er others here; 3 To bid the mourners cease to mourn, The trembling be forgiven, To bear away from ills of clay The deathless soul to heaven.
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