760. C. M. Boston S. S. H. Book. The Same. 1 Death has been here, and borne away A brother from our side: Just in the morning of his day, As young as we he died. 2 We cannot tell who next may fall Beneath thy chastening rod; One must be first, but let us all Prepare to meet our God. 3 May each attend with willing feet The means of knowledge here; And wait around thy mercy seat, With hope as well as fear. 4 Lord, to thy wisdom and thy care May we resign our days; Content to live and serve thee here, Or die and sing thy praise.
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