On The Death of an Aged Christian by John Newton Brown (1818)

Long had she lingered "neath the load of life,
   Too oft a prey to doubts, temptations, fears;
Oft had she witnessed sin's distressing strife,
   Oft wet her couch with penitential tears.

But now her painful pilgrimage is o'er.
   And should we mourn at such a thought as this?
Since death to her threw wide the glorious door
   Of entrance into everlasting bliss.

When from the shackles of this world set free.
   Her joyful soul triumphantly could sing—
O vanquished Grave! where is thy victory?
   And where, O Death! where is thy dreaded sting?

by John Newton Brown, 1818


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