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Poem February 10, 1867

The Daily Phoenix

Columbia, Richland County, South Carolina

What is this article about?

A religious poem consoling a mourner over the death of a loved one, emphasizing Christian hope of eternal reunion and rest in the afterlife, inspired by 1 Thessalonians 4:13.

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Why Weepest Thou?

"I would not have you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning them which are asleep, that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope." I. Thess., iv. 13

Why weepest thou?
Thy beauteous one is resting:
Trouble no more assails her fond heart now;
No more that frail bark life's rude wave is breasting:
Why weepest thou?

Wouldst thou recall her
From her calm, deep joy,
To what might there in future years befall her?

Sweet songs of rapturous praise her powers employ;
Wouldst thou recall her?

Grief's bitter tears
Have all been kissed away
From her dear face whom memory reveres;
Why down thine own pale cheeks, then, should there stray
Grief's bitter tears?

Are ye not one,
Though severed for awhile?
Hast thou no joy that she her race has run,
And has received her Master's gracious smile?
Are ye not one?

To meet again,
With rapturous emotion,
Twin-severed streams flow toward the distant main,
And 'tis the one prayer of your soul's devotion
To meet again.

And ye shall meet,
Ye faithful, loving-hearted,
Who bowed together at the Saviour's feet:
One faith, one hope ye had, who now are parted;
And ye shall meet
To part no more.

O, glorious reality!
O faith and hope, when life's few years are o'er,
Your spirits, clothed with immortality,
To part no more.

What sub-type of article is it?

Elegy Hymn

What themes does it cover?

Death Mourning Religious Faith

What keywords are associated?

Weeping Grief Afterlife Reunion Christian Consolation Thessalonians

Poem Details

Title

Why Weepest Thou?

Subject

Consolation For The Death Of A Loved One

Key Lines

Why Weepest Thou? Thy Beauteous One Is Resting: Trouble No More Assails Her Fond Heart Now; And Ye Shall Meet, Ye Faithful, Loving Hearted, Who Bowed Together At The Saviour's Feet: O, Glorious Reality! O Faith And Hope, When Life's Few Years Are O'er, Your Spirits, Clothed With Immortality, To Part No More.

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