958. She hath passed death's chilling billow

1 She hath passed death's chilling billow,
And gone to rest;
Jesus smoothed her dying pillow,
O slumber blest!

2 From the bitter cup that's given,
We should not shrink;
Since the mandate is from heaven,
That bids us drink.

3 Sleep, dear sister, kind and tender,
To friendship true,
While with feeling hearts we render
This tribute due.

4 When the morn of glory, breaking,
Shall light the tomb,
Beautiful will be thy waking
In fadeless bloom;

5 Where no wintry winds are blowing,
No burial train;
Crowned with gems celestial, glowing,
We'll meet again.

Text Information
First Line: She hath passed death's chilling billow
Author: Annie R. Smith
Publication Date: 1886
Topic: Death and Resurrection
Tune Information
Name: ELLA
Composer: F. E. Belden
Meter: 8s & 4s
Key: C Major



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