Why should our tears in sorrow flow
When God recalls His own;
And bids them leave a world of woe
For an immortal crown?
Is not e’en death a gain to those
Whose life to God was giv’n?
Gladly to earth their eyes they close
To open them in Heaven.
Their toils are past
their work is done
And they are fully blest;
They fought the fight
the victory won
And entered into rest.
Then let our sorrows cease to flow;
God has recalled His own;
But let our hearts
in every woe
Still say
Thy will be done.
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