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57 New Orleans


Why do we mourn departing friends, 
Or shake at death's alarms? 
'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends, 
To call them to his arms.

Are we not tending upward too, 
As fast as time can move? 
Nor should we wish the hours more slow 
To keep us from our love.

Thence he arose, ascended high, 
And show'd our feet the way; 
Up to the Lord our souls shall fly, 
At the great rising day.

Then let the last loud trumpet sound, 
And bid our kindred rise; 
Awake, ye nations under ground;
Ye saints, ascend the skies.


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