Poems (Elgee, 1907)/Why weepest thou?

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WHY WEEPEST THOU?
WHY weepest thou? A few more hours dreary,  And thy spirit, the world wearyBeneath the icy hand of death must bow;  But the fetters then will fall,  And the soul redeemed from thrall,Will upwards mount in joy, tho' chainéd now—    Why weepest thou?
    The great Eternal One,  Round whom the planets roll,  Beholds each suffering soulProstrate in mortal grief before His Throne;  He numbers every tear,  He stills the throb of fear,He guides us to our heavenly native zone—    The great Eternal One.
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    Then still thy fears!  Behold thy glorious home,  Yon star-roofed azure dome—How infinite thy Father's house appears!  There, ah! there we'll rest,  Poor weak ones, on His breast;Then, mourner, let thy frail heart break in tears,    But still thy fears!

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